Welcome to my blog!

I'm paraphrasing my goddaughter Z, who said after blowing out the candles on her cake this year, "Welcome to my party!"

If you're reading this, you prolly know me, and you prolly also know that I am leaving for Paris tomorrow. Aieee! My dad asked me tonight, do you feel like you're getting into a space capsule? Yes, kinda I do.

Today I had my last run on the beach, my last kayak and my last swim, and now I am back at my parents' house, where I have to figure out just how much I can fit into two suitcases, a carry-on, and a personal item. I know what I want to bring, I just don't know how much of it I'm going to be able to bring. Hopefully the overflow won't be more than what my parents can bring me at the end of September.

The blog title? When I was little, my family had a dog called Mon Petit Chou.