I'm coming. Not quite yet. But soon. First I have to go make a presence in France--I know--but it must be done. I have to walk around Paris, drink du bon cafe, and hang out at a castle--because that's what people do in France*.
But then ::dramatic music:: I'll be over. Get your cheap Mexican food and fake meat ready. Put on your best customer service and your greasy Waffle House apron. I'm ready for flip flops and fancy pants. Southern accents and ASL. Best friends and family. Sam Adams and Jack Daniels.
Until then,
Lindsay
* Ask Kyle, he knows.
