I have not quite finished it yet...
and honestly
I don't want it to end
I am savouring every chapter and taking notes.
Her book has come into my life at the exact moment that I desperately needed it...
her words feel like a life preserver and I am hanging onto every word for dear life.
She interviewed many French women
while living in France
and
writes about their conversations
shares "secrets" about French women
and
all the while she gently guides us on our search to finding our own personal
"joie de vivre"
Honest, clever, entertaining, poignant, and personal
are a few words that spring to mind
when commenting on Jamie's work.
I hope that you'll enjoy reading it.
Pepper doesn't like it when I read too long
she gets into mischief
it's not unlike the early days of motherhood
when I would have a phone conversation
the days before portable phones
with only a short 6 foot cord
my radius of supervising was limited
the children would unravel the T.P.
crayon on the walls
or
start asking for a snack
that would necessitate saying goodbye and ending the call
5 minutes just for me
were few and far between
now it's the opposite
those days were such a rich and simple time
I now look back on them and shed a tear
any guesses as to what this might be?
I can tell you what it used to be...
my bookmark!
Now it's Pepper's plaything
she has bent it and left it lying on the bed
after she got bored with it...
I heard some rustling sounds coming from the dining room and thought that I had better investigate...
I caught her in the act...
Pepper is testing out the First Nations Baskets
one was too small, one was too big and one was just right!
she does have a guilty look about her
she had to jump up on the dining room table
leap through the air to land on the buffet
and then another jump up to the shelf
Not unlike this kitten
who could be Pepper's sibling
I needed a pick me up today...
(I know it's not on my new eating regime)
some days are of the sad variety
and
a little self indulgence is called for
luckily for me not many
chocolates
or
sad days.
Thank goodness for Jamie
she is perking me up...
that and the fact that I went for a very long walk in the rain
it was truly a challenge to put down her book and put on my raincoat
I felt better breathing in the salt air and listening to the waves as they crashed upon the shore.