Things I have gotten used to:
My neighborhood homeless guy - I was quite perturbed when someone else was in his spot today, sitting exactly as he does and looking overactors-anonymous forlorn instead of saying "Bonjour" like my guy does.
The Brazilian transvestites who also shop at my Primeur (pree-meuur).
I have become particular about my bread. Big surprise, I know.
Scarves: The ultimate in unpredictable-weather and chic-accessory wear no longer makes me feel like I am choking.
Spooning in the metro: this morning there was a metro with doors open and 4 people standing in front of it not willing to back themselves in. I looked at that metro, only 85% full (as evidenced by the breathing room) and immediately thought about those 4 people: amateurs. Then I promptly turned around and stepped into the 6 inches of extra space.
Complete fail of the week:
Coffee and Honey Smacks for breakfast (the fact that I actually bought Honey Smacks speaks volumes)
Watching Dawson's Creek. They show 5 episodes one after the other.
Dubbed in French.
Maybe I should say that again to scare myself straight.
I watched Dawson's Creek.
Word of the week: Scouts (pronounced scoots): because it is silly and fun to call these kids scoots. Skuuuutes.
This is them in the RER (city train - not te be confused with the metro)
This week's shocker:
A HUGE advertisement in the metro for extra-marital dating website - targeted at women. Classy! And fully living up to France's poly-amourous reputation. Thanks DSK and my middle school French textbook!
Ok so not so much of a shocker.
(I am sure they must have taken out anything in the wedding vows pertaining to loyalty/fidelity. But it is the beginning of wedding season, so I'll confirm that over the next couple months).