No More Runny Eggs!

I have had enough of this crazy my family is on! I don't want to eat another soft boiled, over easy, under cooked runny yolk egg again! I understand this is a preference for many people, but the mere fact that my dinner is runny and undercooked grosses me out. I have had to endure this "hardship" for about 4 dinners now, and I am sick of it! In other news, it has begun to get cold here. The stereotypical French scene is outdoors, in a cafe with a coffee right? Well in this weather it's more like: outdoors, in a cafe HUDDLED around a coffee. So for lunch the American's went to "Cafe Cosy" which had an indoor eating venue!! I had pasta with a tomato Parmesan sauce, and a hot chocolate which was to die for!
Classes recently have kept me very busy, both in a good sense and a bad sense. I hardly find that I have free time to meander around, and I'm defiantly not lounging around my host home. But in the other sense it is nice to be able to have a lot of interaction with the French students, even if we only have 2 classes with them.
The American's have also started their "english conversations" which are held once a week. These conversations are with whoever French students want to spend their lunch hour talking in english. Topics are anything and everything. Last week we talked about relationships and dating in the US versus dating in France. It was really interesting. This week we talked about Obama and the Nobel Peace Prize.
Also Mme Solberg (a French lit professor at Kalamazoo) came to visit us for a couple weeks! She is on sabbatical, writing a book, so she thought she'd come in a check on us. It's been really nice to have a familiar face around that can help get issues dealt with through the French Bureaucratic system (cough visa problems cough)
So tomorrow I have no classes, but I will be going to the doctor (for the first time in France!! ahh!!) in order to get a clean bill of health so that I can continue my visa procedure, hopefully before I'm supposed to leave for Finland in a week. Then on Saturday I will be taking my first train ride to the neighboring town of Vichey. This is where the French capital was moved to during the second World War. Hopefully it will be very interesting, but I hear they also have a lot of shops. It should be fun either way!
Finally, I have successfully explained how to knit socks in French to my host mother! I'm so excited that my level of French is actually improving, I can tell because my host family doesn't correct me as much anymore. I told a story tonight at dinner, and not once did they stop me to correct my grammar! yay!
So until next time,
Peace, Love, and gross eggs!