My cousin's getting married this weekend so I'll be out of town for a few days. I don't know if I'll have internet access, and even if I do, if I'll have time to get on the computer. Umm...choice...sunny Florida beaches vs. computers. No contest. In preparation, I got a manicure tonight. My nail tech and the woman next to her carried on a loud conversation in their language the entire time. I have to wonder if they're talking about the customers. Okay, so I sound paranoid. Am I the only one who ever wonders this? I know some French. I can't speak it, but I can read and understand it. Several years ago my office mate at the day job was from Haiti and so she spoke Haitian French Creole. She didn't know I could understand most of what she said. One day, she told her friend how much she hated America and Americans - in her language - in front of me. Of course she thought I was oblivious. I was soooooooo flipping mad. If she hated America and Americans so much, then why was she here? Why do people assume that others around them can't understand what they're saying? Not that I understood the women tonight. Have a great weekend. I'll see you next week.