The Rest of 6 July

Back from shopping! Thanks to the major sales, I snagged a bright blue spaghetti strap for 6 euros and it was originally 20 (Actually I got that my first day with Carmen but I forgot to write about it). I also went into a bookstore and found a kiddie joke book J Dra. Iglesias—there was a copy of Cenicientas (Cinderella for you Anglos) as well. I was going to purchase it, but we both know that nothing beats my version from class. There was also a humongous book having to do with fairytales and the title had HADA in it. I was like, “Whatever.”

ATTENTION!!! WORLD!!! I must have blended into like a native while shopping because this saleslady at some clothing store liked either my sandals (blue y brown) or my toes (blue family). I don’t remember because she lost me after saying she liked ____________. All y’all know I was shocked. I wore that 6 euro tanktop with the tight dark denim jeans, slightly rolled up as per Carmen’s suggestion. Well, Mother, *sigh* I guess I should admit that you were right…getting the toes done was worth it. Padre—So the sandals, pedicure, and jeans I purchased courtesy of the Papa’s credit card was money well spent, huh? Y Dra.—como se dice, “Holla!!!”

Dinner was at 10 tonight. Carmen made us ham and cheese sandwiches along with the leftover pasta carbonara (with ham). I dunno if I ate ham as a baby, but I have NEVER touched it for as long as I can remember. I never liked the look nor the smell so I was convinced that it would taste bad. Dad—I really, really like it. Can you believe it? I try everything I’m served over here. It’s nearly impossible to clear my plate, but tell Mom that I’m eating more here than I do at home.