Â I learned quite some time ago that most of the things that you worry about never occur. At the wedding of my oldest son, I was a wreck sure that my ex would insult me, that my ex father in law would embarrass me or that something horrible would happen. Of course, not one of those things occured. I used all of that energy worrying about something not only in the future but that didn’t occur. What I did, I discovered on the flight home, was totally block my emotions. I didn’t feel one feeling. I was protecting myself, I think.
Salt from Provence
Â Anyway, as reported before, I have been stressing alreadyÂ about having thirty or so French relatives of Maurice’s here in August. What was I going to feed them, what would go wrong, would my cooking make them ill, would opinions of America go down in flames, you name it. But my whole attitude has changed since I went to a party with some of these French relatives. There was no china or glasses, everything was plastic and disposible. And the food comparisons I worried about?Â Not one thing was served that was home made. It was all store bought food, ready made. Plus, one of the nice ladies said that I wasn’t to go to alot of trouble. They did want anything too chichi (is that how you spell it?).That when they arrived we would all go shopping together and buy everything. Isn’t that nice? That would be great but, really, I do want to do some cooking. I’m from Texas–I have to make some barbeque. I find that I like having company and I like cooking. I just have to not let myself get stressed out beforehand.
Â Now the main stress is finding gites for them to stay in. August is a huge month for traveling for the French and we just checked two nearby gites and they are fully booked. This could be a big problem. We are looking for inexpensive places which adds to it.