The Busy Bee's Knees

Tis the season for cookies, finals, oh, and packing up your life and moving back to the United States. Needless to say, me and the moogester are some busy bees:

Madeline

Sophia

Although it's all a bit stressful, we still have our holiday cheer, don't you fear. It's study, study, study, then pack, and clean and rearrange our apartment, because we have a couple finals tomorrow, and a lil visit from Ida to make sure the place is in good shape before we move out.... laughable. the apartment doesn't even HAVE a shape, much less a good one, but, alas, we do what we gotta do to keep CEA happy.

Today, instead of reviewing (the things we never learned that will, yes, be on the test) in Revolution Class, we went to the Martiers Arts museum to see old inventions, pendulums and such. The point of it, our dear, dear professor said, was to see that there were other forms of revolution, like technological ones. blah, blah, blah, i bet he just didn't want to review, because he already knows it. Or maybe i'm just bitter because he scorned me in class today when i said i have moral issues with violence. Whatevz, i'm over it. At least we got to see cool airplanes (and by that, i mean ones i would NEVER fly in) and a pendulum that proves the earth rotates. What?! I never knew that. Thanks, Gerard.

It's a bird! It's a plane! It's not actually flying! gotcha, katie block.

Baby with her Model T

The O.G. batmobile

Well, i've got to sign off the ole bobcatbaguette and get to studying. Those human rights articles won't read themselves. This week is a crazy one, but we're trying to soak up as much Paris as we can, before we're gone. Je l'aime.

SMB