It's not *my* fault I'm Anglophone! I learned French in immersion, for crying out loud! What's he want?
But he was really rude. He was so mean I almost cried.
Well, maybe not quite.
But I feel like I should complain, or something.
BUT (notice the caps) I feel a whole lot better now - I booked all of Quebec City and Montreal. That's one big lump I don't have to worry about anymore. Whew.
Now... I just have to do all my packing... *pales* But Lise will be here soon to help me, because I'm making her dress. Fair's fair. ;)
But it *is* a gorgeous dress. It's all 100% Thai silk, deep, deep blue with brocaded flowers. So not only does she get to *look* great, but I get to show off my seamstressy skills.
Well... not really. Mum did the hard bits.
But still. ;)
And he was so *mean*!!