5 Am Meanderings
My body and mind are not in agreement on what we should be doing right now. My body wants to sleep but my mind is quite active. I've made a "To do" list but it won't be still...
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Tomorrow the 17-year old French student my husband and I have been hosting for the last three weeks as part of the World Exchange program goes home. It has been lovely having her, and a learning experience. The first day she was sick, the second she was homesick. She didn't speak much English at first (this is supposed to be a language emersion program) and missed her family and friends. Also thought she was coming to stay in NY...which to her meant NYC, so she was surprised to see rolling hills and farms (we live in the beautiful Hudson Valley about two hours from Manhattan). Also we discovered once she got here that she is Kosher (she also thought she was staying with a Jewish family, we are not). So between diet restrictions it was very interesting (we had a lot of salad).
Ultimately though, it was quite wonderful. We don't have children, so having a daughter for a while was fun. We went shopping in NYC (she bought five pairs of sneakers at Niketown for her family!!) and spent days doing summer-like things that I normally would not have done, like go to the lake and the pool and such. Now she leaves tomorrow and I will miss her.
But I won't be lonely for long! We are having 10 people staying over the house this weekend.
My husband and I are swing dance teachers and he is also in a performance troupe. His troupe (based in NYC) are staying with us for a retreat and rehearsal weekend. My husband emailed them about food because he knew one is allergic to chicken, another two don't eat meat. He mentioned my restrictions, which didn't stop them from requesting pancakes and bagels for sunday breakfast.
My brother keeps his house totally gluten free. His live-in girlfriend is a fanatic, guarding everything he puts in his body like a mother hen. I am jealous. My husband isn't like that at all. Since there are only two of us (normally), our meals at home are gluten free. But he continues to eat his bagels (and toast them), his Wheaties, his chocolate chip cookies and cinnamon buns.
So how can I ask his friends not to have bagels and pancakes in my house, when my own husband does? Am I being too paranoid? I just get the heebie jeebies to think about gluten stuck on my utensils and cookware. But it washes off, of course. I guess the truth is, I want my husband to be at least a little more protective.
Ah well, now I am getting tired. Or maybe it is the subject. Good night. Or rather, good morning.
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