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Friday!

The stock market is still tanking – but I did my part to shore up the financial markets today by investing in Kraft Foods and BP. People have to eat and drive their cars (even if they are trying to do less of the latter).  And while I am in no way convinced that we’ve hit bottom, the two companies’ stock prices are at levels not seen in a very long time.  You know times are bad when a 128-point decline in the Dow Jones is considered a good thing.
I left work a bit on the early side to pick up Sophie from her babysitter this afternoon.  It was so nice to be home at 5 pm!  I’d forgotten what it was like.  We made some rounds and visited our neighbors, and had a lovely hour catching up with our friends.  It was a gorgeous day and I was happy to spend a bit of it outside with my little girl.

Strawberries and Fake Whipped Cream

You’d think my husband would be a snob when it comes to the finer things in life. He is French, after all. At least I think he is. I sometimes have my doubts.

Because he loves Cool Whip, that factory-processed, chemical-laden imitation of what the French call “chantilly.” I mean, really. Is it a difficult choice? Just going by the names alone says it all. Lowbrow, guttural Cool Whip vs. highbrow, rolls-off-the-tongue chantilly. It’s a no-brainer, isn’t it?

Well, apparently the Cool Whip doesn’t fall far from the tree. Because my girls think it’s a no-brainer. The photo shows Sophie licking what remains of Cool Whip and strawberries off her plate. Chloe, of course, instigated it. And their Papa encouraged the gluttony. He truly is a bad influence.

And now our dear children have been corrupted. If they tried real chantilly, they’d probably spit it out. All because of my French husband, who has lived in the United States for much too long.