She and I were both nervous about the event today. Because, obviously ... it would be in French. Which, obviously ... meant we'd have to talk to people ... in French.
But we went. And the hostess was very gracious and warm and understanding.
And it was in a village called Silly-en-Gouffern. How fantastic is that name?!
When it was concluded, we were both tired. But it was worth it. And it has become one more thing to look to each other and reply: "We did it!"
And that makes me very happy.