I took advantage of this past weekend to catch up on some much needed sleep. Unfortunately, I was scheduled to work Saturday morning, and so I dragged my butt out of bed at 7am, got dressed, took the dog out, and was minutes away from leaving for the train when my cell phone rang. Of course it was my student, and of course she was cancelling last minute. I forced an "it's ok, don't worry about it" through clenched teeth and decided to go into work anyway to prepare this week's lesson - seeing as how I was dressed and ready to go anyway. After that, I came home, started reading an American Glamour magazine on the couch, and ended up passing out for 3 hours with two cuddly creatures tucked in next to me. And I'm going to hate myself for typing this next part, but Max had to go into work Saturday night, so I spent the evening watching episodes of Jon and Kate + Eight on Youtube. Thank god I'm already married, because no one would want me if I wasn't, lol.
Sunday, I got up early, walked Pinch in the bright morning sunshine, then waited for Max to get up so we could go to the Salon du Chien (Dog Show). It was a 2-day event in Paris that I had been looking forward to to a while, but I must admit, I was a bit disappointed. What I thought was going to be an exhibition about different kinds of dogs and dog accessories, was actually more of a dog beauty and agility contest with snobby people parading snobby purebred dogs around a ring to show them off. The owners of the dogs would sit around the arena next to their dogs in cages while they waited to appear, and hardly anyone looked interested in conversing with the public. I'd stop in front of many of the cages smiling like a fool in front of the dog, and the owners wouldn't acknowledge me at all. All the breeders sat together, smoking, and basically ignoring anyone who wasn't there with a dog. I said to Max on the way out that I don't know why this event was even open to the public because I felt like I was just getting in the way of the owners showing their dogs to the judging panel. I did see a few of my favourite kinds of dogs though - miniature short-haired daschunds and Italian greyhounds - so that made it worthwhile to me. Max reluctantly tagged along with me, not because he likes dogs all that much, but he was worried I was going to come home with one and wanted to keep an eye on me. He was a good boy, but complained the whole time about having to side step puddles of pee and drool all over the exhibition floor. I can't say the smell in there was all that fresh either considering it was almost 30 degrees celcius yesterday and most of the dogs were being kept in small cages for the day with no air conditioning in the building.
After an afternoon surrounded by doggies, we went back to La Défense to have some McDonald's for dinner (I was too hot and tired to cook), and a cool Starbucks Frappucino. We spent the evening in front of the tv with a fan to keep us cool and went to bed at the same time (for the first time in months).
I have a busy week at work, as usual, and am going back to the Préfecture this Friday to pick up my new carte de séjour (provided it's not closed for some inexplicable reason). I'm also going to make an appointment for August to get my carte de résident which will be valid for the next 10 years. What a relief that will be! But I'd better start collecting all the documents they are going to ask for now...