Just a little ketchup

Oh how punny, but seriously. A little Catch-up on our lives in the Katimavik Ste-foy, Quebec house.

Annabel left us, Laura came for two days (Monday and Tuesday) she left, and then Gabrielle came for two days as well (Saturday and Sunday) and now Annabel is back as of today.

We have a lot of stuff left to do with only ten days of the program. I am currently translating a timeline which my lovely dictionary-I mean friend Helena who will help me correct afterwards. Mme. Saucier would be so proud of me...so proud of me...

MUSICALS! Yesturday it ended with me singing on the table and doing a duet with Willie. We just started singing about our lives and then it just kept going and going. It was a lot of fun, and I think jumping up on the couch and singing Morgan a love song scared her half to death. It just kept getting worse and worse, the worse it got the funnier it got. At the end it was scary to watch. But it was fun, making songs off the top of your head. Gosh, I love my group.

I have four days left of work (Wednesday, Thursday, and Monday and Tuesday) Fun, not really. Some guys at work have just found out my french is horrible and that I get flustered when they speak rapid French to me. They now find it funny to find me when I am working and say stupid things in English and French. Great... They asked me if I was from England today...No, I'm from Canada...WHAT?!?...yes, canada...like where in canada...british columbia...wow. Yup, gosh I hate my job there, like the people hate the job, there is a huge difference!

Friday our CCP (Collective Community Project) we're building compost bins for La Barratte. Fun times, except at this moment we have no materials to build this with. Fun. I doubt it will happen but I am crossing my fingers, why didn't we get someone who could properly plan things like this on the committee!? We're also going to give them a workshop on Composting during the next week.

I have a sneaking suspicision that my english is deteriorating...very painfully slowly. Being in the french land isn't helping. Ah well, blogs are supposed to be written the way you would talk to a friend, and I guess this is the way I would talk to a friend of mine.

My mind wanders maybe thats why I chose Katimavik.

7 days left (Back in BC at 1pm on the 16th)