Most of the week seems to have been about getting ready for one thing and another. Tidying the house to welcome la belle-mère; finally getting a faulty cable TV box replaced; provisions shopping for the feast day; accepting more hand-me-downs, and attending more medical rendezvous in preparation for the big B-day. With a bit of football thrown in at the side.
Sunday evening we were invited to the neighbours again to watch le grand choque, l'Olympico as they've taken to calling it: Olympique de Marseille contre Olympique Lyonnais. La bienheureuse pleaded tiredness, leaving me to enjoy a couple of beers with the boys. And Babe the Unblog & babes. First half goal for the away team, things were looking good for les gones, but OM equalised and the resulting drawn left neither team happy. Another 1-1 draw on Wednesday night, witnessed in person at a Gerland basking in double figure temperatures. This time the away team, Auxerre, was rather happier with the result.
Third trimester echographie on Tuesday, all looking good apart from too much swimming water; Wednesday, a lesson in relaxation chez la sage-femme. Thursday la belle-mère arrived and we immediately dragged her out in the pouring rain to les Halles. Result of the shopping expedition: a 3kg goose, salmon and prawns. Mouth already watering in anticipation of an over-indulgent Christmas meal.
Today the weather is trying to get into the mood, by swirling a few snow flurries our way. Not sticking though, due to ground super-heated by 16 degree temperatures on Wednesday. See-saw winter.
