France Tellycom and The Marseillaise

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When Grunkle gave us the news that France Tellycom and their electriciens couldn't come until a week from Friday to fix our internets, we were a little surprised. Apparently, this was a VERRY big storm that knocked out all power.

So how did Grunkle demonstrate the Frenchie-ness of the bureaucratic mess? By singing the marseillaise. It was great.

This is going to be lightning fast as I only have 10 minutes and 35 seconds to type the last two days of notes. You complain about my typing, I send you a French dungbomb. And the taxes for buying the dungbomb and it's social security and the taxes on its taxes.

First of all, to my French Teachers a HUGE thank you for making me do verb tenses until I wanted to cry. The crying was less fun, but actually being able to speak in a tense other than the present is GREAT. Two things you should know.
-Comme ci comme ca is NOT OLD FASHIONED. People still say it (young, hip, cool people too)
-Same with Choette. Choette is an awesome word, since it means "cool" and "awesome." And when it is choette, it is CHOETTE.

We had a massive storm two nights ago which ate our internets whole sadly. I sleep in the top-most bedroom and as things were getting struck by lightning right next to us, I thought I'd better go downstairs to avoid getting killed. Was greeted by a trembling granny and Grunkle. They soon fell asleep, and started snoring. So I tried to leave, but locked myself in their walk in closet for 5 minutes. And then I went to sleep in my bedroom. Where lightning struck the internet.

We made jam yesterday! Blackberry sauvage (wild) and apricots!

Me: Granny?

GP: Yes My sweet?

Me: Are apricots fibrous?

GP: Yes rather... Why?

Me: I've eaten nine so far today.

GP: NINE?

Me: Or ten. They are so tasty.

They are so so so tasty. I've only eaten four today, all during breakfast.

We speak an odd language in this household. Ganomies (gnomes) and hellycopters abound, ahhhhpricots are eaten left and right (or eaten right and left in the wastebasket.) Granny also has a habit of asking every three minutes, "are you sure?" So now when she gives directions, Grunkenstein and I chorus, "Are you sure?" Poor lady.

yesterday at the taste of happiness I also had an elderly gentleman talk to me about the US. At the end of our rather odd convo in which he recalled all the women he dated in "Le Californie" he said (translated), "I'm glad they still make them cute over there." Thanks :)

Grandparent quote of the day:

Granny: Why don't we have a non-arguing day today?

Grunkle: It's not me that argues all the time, it's you!

In a nutshell, their marriage.

Grandparent/Grandchild quote of the Day:

Grunkle: I'm very misunderstood don't you think?

Me: And you're very loved, so that's two good things going for you!

Enjoy your internet, cause I don't have any!