A bunch of fluff

Today I learned that France has those parties where the host gets to buy over-priced stuff at a discounted rate (you know like Tupperware, Cabi, that basket company, etc.).  The product that the host's friends were guilted into buying today was kitchenware.  (I might add that this party was held at 9:15AM because the French typically do not work on Wednesdays...)  Turns out these parties are pretty much identical everywhere in the world: no one pays attention to the seller, everyone eats the free food, and at the end everyone quickly scourers the booklet for the cheapest item.  But hey, the food was great. (Laetitia bought a mini-tartlett silicone pan if any one was wondering.)

Christophe came across someone selling American products while he was at work today and brought this home as a gfit to me- haha!

Everyone (I mean everyone) had fun trying it and it got some great reviews (even from our fitness coach). But once again, everyone remarked about all the kilos.  Just incase you don't understand the irony in them worrying about their weight from Marshmallow fluff I have posted a picture (below) of what we had for dinner last night before our marshmallow fluff dessert.

It's potatoes, baked with heavy cream, sauteed with bacon and duck and butter, finished off in the oven with three wheels of cheese on top....which everyone ate [after a fitness class] without saying a word (except for how delicious it was).  Then I bring out the fluff and everyone suddenly cares about their waistlines.

I've begun to find new and creative ways to entertain myself while Jean spends an hour in the tub - like our hair?