Two weeks to go...

It's 1:00 am on a Wednesday night. As most normal people, I'm drinking wine and watching Cops (of course, a Fort Worth episode). Let's just say that I don't know what I'll do without my late night white trash TV in France. Their "late night" programming comes on at about 7 pm and mainly consists of naked girls dancing around together in commercials to promote orange juice and much worse scenarios along the same lines. So, I'm trying to fit in all of my Cops, Court TV, Judge Judy, and Golden Girls reruns before I leave. I know Laurel Fain Mills will understand this dilemma.