It’s been forever since I posted. I, however, won’t bore you with some farfetched reasons why I haven’t posted in a long while. Don’t you just hate it when writers(bloggers) do that!
Today has been an intense day. The worst of it is learning that the owner of the local bookstore,I call him Hemingway, is really sick and feeling pretty helpless. Of course he didn’t tell me this,the lady who owns a craft shop nextdoor told me. When I went in Hemingway wasn’t chatty like usual, so to try and see how he’s doing I asked him how he’s doing. He didn’t say much so I asked him to recommend a book and he stood and got me a book. Taking it I sighed knowing the only thing we, book-mad people like Hemingway and I, will have at the end of the day is words. We live for words.
I know you are wondering what that title up there is all about. Later in the evening my friend invited me for dinner along with other friends from West Africa. Food? You bet I was excited! So everything was going on well-awesome view, cozy large home, the food- until these 3 friends I’d been invited with who also speak French started switching to French at the dinner table. Now the rest four of us don’t speak French so we’d just listen in and smile uncomfortably when they laughed loudly. I looked at the others but nobody was saying anything, I was pissed. I was so angry I almost asked them to put a stop to it but I didn’t. I didn’t want to appear rude. I just sat there mad like hell! I like to be civil and expect the same from people. Apparently this doesn’t apply to French speaking West Africans. I thought it was kinda rude to the host.
Apart from that am sure you are wondering about the food. I loved the salad. Sadly, I ended up eating chicken yet I decided to just go vegan couple of days ago since I don’t eat the meat here.
One thing happened at the end of the day though, I came back to news of a Hillary Candidature. If you know me you know I am all for women empowerment and this just gave me the smiles.
Have a civil day, won’t ya!