Bookshelf

Since we're living in France, English language books are hard to come by, but luckily there's an enterprising Brit who has opened up a book exchange about 60 miles away. So we have a day out at the local market, swap books (50 cents a book if you take books back to exchange, 3 euros each otherwise). So we now have books to read for a week or two, and I got an oyster opener in the market so that Himself can open oysters without maiming himself.

Wish I liked oysters ~ they are virtually no calories, but since they look like snot, there's no way I could swallow one, ever. Prawns and langoustines, now, fantastic, but sadly I'm allergic to crab. Also to moules, but since I loathe them anyway (fishy rubber bands) no loss there. I've just eaten a very frugal lunch because I need (oh, how I need!) to lose some weight. The trouble with French life is that Lunch is Important. When Himself was working I'd often skip lunch, or just have a Ryvita, but now he's retired, it's a daily ritual. And there's baguette, and Breton butter, and cheese, and wine ~ which is why I need to lose weight. I also don't exercise enough. Sigh.