Saturday, March 28, 2015


It's funny how I try to hide things from Jeff. I don't know why I do this, maybe because my mother did the same thing to my papá.
Anyway, as Giada and I were waiting for the train to Paris, I took a sip of my wine, I whipped "don't tell Jeff"(more like a swig)  and that, right there started an inside joke between she and I. Slurp! 

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