Sun Showers and Ben Stiller

LIZ SAYS:Sun showers today! They happen quite often here. Lovely light rain and bright, bright sun. Normally, I’m not much of a rain person, but sun showers are so sweet.

We are working on our 5th verb in the present, past and future tenses.
It’s a very practical way to learn, but the learning curve was steep.
I have found that I get flustered when I try to speak french. I actually know more than I can say when on the spot. I am assuming that will go away with practice.
Numbers are horrific after 70! Weird arithmetic and French all in one.
They are arranged in groups of 10 until 60 then, at 70 its 60 and 10, 80 is four 20’s, 90 is four 20’s plus ten!
For a numberphobe like me, its hellishly difficult. I made up numberphobe, but it works.

We had to order Buster a new larger cage, he could not move around in his old cage and he had started pulling on his feathers. We had to nip that in the bud. The strange thing is that the french don’t have any decent cages for birds larger than canaries. So, we had to order it from the UK. It was an incredible feat to get the cage from the UK because no one wanted to do it. Finally, we got a company to send it on a pallet in a huge box that dwarfed the actual cage. It took the better part of 2 weeks to get someone to send it.
Buster loves his new cage and has stopped most of his plucking.

We saw Ben Stiller on the street today. He's here for the Tour de France or something about it. It was funny.
He has blondish hair at the moment. Dick and I were approaching 2 men and a woman on the bridge and I said that guy looks an awful lot like what's his name, night at the museum guy. We pass him and we are both trying to remember his name when I heard someone say something. I thought it was Dick, I turned and said, “what”? It was Stiller, when I saw it wasn't Dick, I apologized quickly and looked at Dick, we were both laughing. It was good because Stiller didn't know we recognized him, so he could feel normal.

We might go see a thing called Slow Dancing, projected on the Opera Bastille's facade (it is modern glass). It is very slow motion films of dancers projected on the building. You have to sit across at a cafe or watch it from the street. Should be cool, if it stops raining.

After that, our friend and french tutor has invited us to go see a friend of hers play jazz blues at a Dutch cafe. Dick looked it up on the net and it is the center of the Dutch expat community in Paris. Should be interesting. Hopefully, there will be French wine as well as Dutch beer, as I can’t say I am a great fan of jazz blues!