We Celebrate Elsa's and Luc's Birthdays
On Sunday we celebrated Elsa and Luc’s birthdays. (I was so happy that Luc was able to come down – poor guy, he’d been in 4 countries in a week, and on Saturday had been in Tunisia, so traveling all the way down here for Elsa’s birthday was really sweet of him. It was a shame that Fab couldn’t come too, but he had relatives visiting him.)
Since it was just a family birthday party, we invited Beau-Dad and Annie and Bruno. Jon asked if he could invite Fanny, which for me wasn’t a problem, but Alain was a little upset by it. Here one doesn’t usually invite a boyfriend or a girlfriend unless there is a “formal” announcement of an engagement or the people are living together – because you’re “introducing” them to the family. (Which is just another one of those little customs of French society that I’m struggling to get used to. I’m used to having a house full of kids all the time. In the states, we had kids from the neighborhood over almost everyday, and on weekends there were usually 5 or 6 of them who’d spend Friday night – they “camped out” in the motorhome, or bult a fire in the pit in the backyard, and slept in their sleeping bags.) And, partly because of my volunteer work, I almost always had teens dropping in to visit and talk. I have to admit, I still miss it.
Anyway, in the end no one seemed particularly shocked to have Fanny with us, and there were no “formal declarations”, so I guess it was okay. And Elsa didn’t mind at all either. She likes Fanny, who is a ver nice girl, and I’m happy that she and Jon are dating.
Elsa got some great presents – Luc brought her back a kind of shawl from Tunisia, we got her a dvd of a
musical she’d been wanting, Annie and Bruno gave her some bath oils and a massager, and the boys gave her jewelry. Fanny gave her a pair of gloves with the fingers cut out that are the “latest thing” here. But I think her favorite gift came from Beau-Dad, who gave her an i-pod. (That was what she really wanted.)
We fixed pork-confit – baked pork meat cooked in its on fat. (Okay, it tastes better than I’m making it sound!) We brought back some cans of it from our vacation, and it was canned by the butcher at the shop we went to. I also fixed roasted potatoes and carrots and made a salad.
We bought a Tropesianne gateau (cake) for dessert.
In all it was a fun day, although it’s hard for me to believe that Elsa is thirteen now!
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