Thoughts

I know not many people are going to understand this feeling inside me that enables me to forgive a man who may not in everyones eyes deserve to be forgiven. But its a love greater than that that flows and flows and gushes and makes it all worthwhile - a happiness from within to to the outside. Without it i feel like a normal human, with it I am empowered beyond this life to do WHATEVER i want to do, to really see myself acheiving everything i ever wanted and more for the betterment of myself and my family. I got to make it work - i know i love this man and this is the way.

This moment when i am waiting on my beach front apartment to come through, my s type jaguar to roll up, a job thats in limbo but im sure could work very well... im still very happy and confident - strollin in life, striving for the best no matter what the weather. (which incidentally in Marseilles is pretty good, very sunny at this time of year but windy)

Theres nothing more than i could ask for my whole family to be happy and me to be working partly in Marseille and partly in London, driving Jaguar S and visiting my beach apartment in Narbonne - wicked! Got to sleep on that thought and about do i deserve this...? im already sure i do... :)

To kiss or not to kiss?

That is the question..

As an english woman.. its not "comme habitude" (normal) to kiss up ten or so friends on the 50m walk from the car to the school, but im getting used to it!

So, my take on the whole kissing thing has been very laid back, only kissing when being kissed other than that offering to shake hand maybe even hug or touch arm...

And now... well im kissing
I have made a lot of new friends by applying the kissing technique, one has to apply plenty of maquillage (make-up) as a kind of protection at least double otherwise you will have a patch... and plenty of lipgloss, to ensure you stay gleeming until the bell goes...

Once acquiring a parking space, as im sure moms of the world will know is a tricky thing.. i choose to park and walk a little extra - saves headache to get out again AFTER the bell..

and make the walk maybe encountering one or two mums i met when i helped to set up the lotto - kissing freely along the way - still no blemish (thanks to my friends clinique and L'oreal)

then i arrive near to the gates, and decide which group to join, usually my core hope to be friends who all live nearby and have kids in the same class, which obviously involves eight (x2 each cheek) kisses to say hello to the group....

then we have a conversation in french which generally goes way to fast for me until one of them repeatedly asks a question like "tu a visiter la marche hier?" and i realise i should answer... and in a fluster i say something silly like OUI et NON... lol

well thats how it is.. i try to explain but i know i lost it! give it time - we still on kissing terms at least....

so to kiss - in the end - yes it breaks down barriers
but with discretion - really not into the beret whisker ones...