Anyway, back to my question. Don't you just love the Internet? There's Facebook and cool sites about travel planning, and I can stream old movies and TV shows. I love "Murder, She Wrote" and "NCIS" and, well, I just get hooked on them. I learn how to solve crimes from them. I do. Oh, and there's Victoria's Secret. Shhhh. I just bought the slinkiest pair of briefs. Oooh-la-la. Nobody's seen them yet, but that is another story. I've got my eye on the beekeeper, Ipo Ho. He's so cute. He came to Providence from Hawaii. How exotic is that! And he used to dance at the luaus, and breathe fire, and well, my heart goes pit-a-pat whenever I see him, but I haven't let him know. Not yet. "Love must find its own course," Charlotte's grandmother would say. I am, after all, only twenty-two. I've got plenty of time.
I'd better sign off. Today, we're having a cheese tasting at the shop, so I've got to get back to setting out the cheeses. My favorite is Morbier. That's the cheese that has ash in the middle and tastes so yummy. It's a semi-soft cow's milk cheese, named after the village of Morbier in Franche-Comte (that's France). How cool is that? Charlotte has been more than gracious teaching me about cheese. She says I have a steel-trap mind and a good nose. Anyway, I'd better get back, but write me a note and I'll respond.
XOXOXOX - Rebecca