How was your Valentine’s Day? Maurice got me a really pretty, delicate heart bracelet. I was surprised as I was just expecting flowers. We had to go to a very late Dr’s appointment (7 PM) and as we were leaving Maurice said to the nurse there that it was too bad she had to work on Valentine’s Day and she said it was no problem as she didn’t have a Valentine anyway. Then he told me that he heard on the radio that there are 6 million people in France without someone to share Valentine’s Day-however they know-that which seemed like a huge, sad number of which I have been a part in my life. We had to change metro lines on the way home and got out on one point and went into the first bistro we came to which turned out to be a good choice although I couldn’t eat the potatoes still being on my diet. My steak while tasty was rather tough which is often the case in France. I’m guessing that’s the case because they don’t give the cows hormones and while that’s good, I sure do miss those incredible tender steaks in the States. For dessert Maurice had this for dessert:
We saw this sign at the metro stop on the way home. I don’t know if it was the prelude to a coming advertisement or if it was put up to cover another advertisement by the people who oppose all of the advertisements in the metro stops-and there are many. The men who put those up have a full time job and you are always seeing new ones. In any case, I liked the sentiment and the bright happy color. It means: Look at the Sky.