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My mother told me that my blog was depressing and that she has intentions of staging an intervention to encourage more positive thinking. So, I will attempt for the first time to write about “happy feelings,” which I am completely capable of doing……..

I saw this baby in a stroller yesterday and it, er I mean, he was SOOOO adorable. I looked right past the uncontrollable drooling and into his big beautiful eyes, and a single tear fell down my cheek. I couldn’t help it. Children are our fu— HAHA! Je blague, Maman. Tu me connais. La vie est amusante, pourquoi pas rire? Je t’aime.

Now on to the good stuff… So, last night my host sister invited KC and me to meet her American friend, who stayed with them a few years ago. Hmmm how can I put this without sounding negative? He was of the sort to ineffectively exert an enormous effort to present a “cool” façade. He is what one—not I—might call a “Loser.” That night was definitely a self-confidence booster—for me, of course! After he randomly declared: “I actually love the South.” I knew something was amiss, for no one from Connecticut confesses that kind of opinion, no one. Following that foolishness, I reacted with a judgmental side-glance, taking into account his lack of style which included a pair of mud-stained running sneakers and a prepubescent ‘tache. Need I say more? Well I will regardless. When the question of sports arose, he eagerly volunteered to tell us that he was on the swim team in high school. Later, he sheepishly owned up to the fact that it was for less than a month. Typical. But in retrospect, I realized that he was just a kid with bad game trying to work the room. Well, he gets an A for effort.