View from Convento de Cristo once a Templar stronghold

Sunday, November 24, 2013

Friday night we had an early Thanksgiving dinner with friends.  The couple that hosted are like us, he's Italian and she's American.  There was also a couple from the States who are here with the auto companies and a guy from South African who was there just because.  The food was great as it's so nice to have something not Italian at times.  I had shopped at the market for "roots" not generally eaten here and one gal had smuggled in cranberries.  The turkey was a 10 pounder that seemed enormous to the Italians, (these people eat songbirds), but could fit inside our usual bird.  But alas, no Macy's Day Parade and football on the T.V., no family "onions" and no family.  Sniff.  Next Thursday, official Thanksgiving, is a dinner at the school that we probably will miss as we're leaving Friday morning for a long weekend in Lyon.  Grace and I leave first because we have no school, (parent/teacher conferences), and GP will join us in the evening.  We are meeting the Wheelers at 2:30 in front of their hotel and I can't wait!  Hopefully there will be no complications and we'll all get where we should when we should but with trains one never knows.  More on that when we get back.

Yesterday I has a hair appointment with "super Mario" my pocket, martial arts master, hairdresser with his incredibly tight jeans and tight little......never mind.  Anyhow, I had three hours of color, cut, head massage, dry and do.  I came out feeling and looking great and it will last until my first wash tomorrow morning.  I understand these women who spend so much time and money getting pampered, but just don't have the time and money to do it!  While I was being spoiled, GP and Grace went to check out the Chocolate Fair.  They said it was huge but expensive and God knows I don't need anymore chocolate so I avoided it.  Last night Grace had a couple friends over for an all night web show on one of their boy bands.  The screams and tears lasted until 4 am.  Ahhhh.  To be 15 again.  What an emotional roller coaster.  It's now past noon and I haven't heard a peep from them.  Eventually I'll feed them and then want to get out for a walk.  It's bright and cold and there is a design show in the city that we want to see.  xxoo me

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