Ketchup, again...

Wedding season, sorry, SUMMER, is finally here: yet another invitation in the mail today and temperatures in the 90s. Yoopie!

Dad, Wendy, Kira and Kelsey arrived Thursday and have turned my Mia into a cuddle-spoiled-party-girl. They babysat last night when Thomas and I went to the Fete de la Fleur dinner party with the creme-de-la-creme of Bordeaux. Tux, heels and the blisters to go with them. Tonight we'll have a much more relaxed atmosphere while watching the match with family and friends. That is, the Americans will be relaxed but the French (notably Thomas) have been stressed all week long about Ronaldo vs Zidane.