Mashed Fishtatoes

Today was a pretty good day. There was kind of a tense moment when Sarah's mom got super mad at me. See, when I'm a guest in someone's house, I like to be as helpful as I can, which means I do the dishes, take out the garbage, etc. to show them that I'm grateful for their hospitality. Well, today I saw that the washing machine had a clean load in it, so, wanting to be helpful, I took the clothes out and hung them up to dry. Apparently in France touching other people's laundry is a big no-no, and they see it as a huge violation of their privacy. I had to explain to her that I was just trying to help.
Then for dinner we had something I'd never seen before. It had the same look and consistency of mashed potatoes, except it wasn't made out of potatoes, it was made out of fish. It was very good.
Then Sarah's dad showed me some interesting things about genealogy. Apparently, we both have ancestors that come from the same region of France and with the same or very similar last names. Tomorrow we're going to do some research to see if we're related. Sarah may be my long lost cousin!