I used to change my blog header and theme every week or so until I settled on the last one both for Pinay New Yorker and Pinay Francophile. I have used my images for both blogs and have uploaded new headers images. I felt I needed a new look.
I’m resting after a rather hectic morning, as Alan left for another business trip although this one has him returning to New York by earlyWednesday. ( And yes, he just arrived yesterday from Paris..) The good thing is, he’s home for good at least until the early part of January until they decide to send him off somewhere again.
I managed to decorate our living room windows with icycles and silver balls and snowflakes before he arrived, and although I had hoped to have him help me put up the Christmas tree, all he managed was to bring the box down from the attic. I just want the tree up, and I want to be able to put on the lights by tomorrow the latest. (I’m iffy about whether or not I will find all our light sets and if I do, that they are all working.) This is Angel’s first christmas tree– he was still too young to appreciate it in 2004, and last year was too crazy with him all over the place that we decided to forego the tree altogether.
I am way behind in posting and will be typing up some of the posts I had written during my vacation. I am also working on the travelogue or Paris posts in Pinay Francophile. For the first time since I started blogging, Pinay Francophile’s visitors almost equalled Pinay New Yorker’s, thanks I suppose to the pictures of the christmas bedecked Paris I posted. I try not to concern myself too much with statistics, but I have to admit that it’s heartening to see people actually stumbling onto the blog. At the end of the day, though, hearing from those who read what I write is a hundred-fold more rewarding.
I unpacked my suitcases and made up my mind that I am going to Paris with a bigger suitcase next time. There were so many things I wanted to buy but my suitcases were already bursting at the seams. No, I wasn’t there to shop, I wanted to go grocery shopping for the goodies.. not chocolates, but all the sauces, condiments, spices, etc. Too heavy, too much.. I didn’t even get to buy as much cheese as I had hoped to.. no room. =( My macarrons were limited to two boxes which I made sure to check in because a friend who tried to handcarry them went home disappointed when Paris customs confiscated them.
I have a ton of materials to sort through for my scrapbook which I will start doing pronto. (And to think I haven’t quite finished the first one.. ) I want to finish this first because then I can go backwards from there and finish the first portion.
Everyone has been asking me how the trip went.. all I could say was it was too short, but I missed my son so much so it was fine. Back to work, back to the same old grind, but I’m just so happy to be back with this little tyke napping as one of his favorite DVDs is playing besides him.