Well, it's just around the corner. May packs up and leaves. Probably to its mother's house. Leaving us orphaned by its cuddly atmosphere. Temperatures are starting to rise and I'm immediately in the mood to be hugged, to hug myself and practice the languorous kiss. The month of May flew by at Lamborghini speed, leaving us with the regret of not having been able to make the most of it. It has to be said that the little father didn't make things easy for us. It felt like a repeat of October and its Austrian temperatures. We weren't spoiled and yet I'm going to miss him and we'll have to wait a year to see him back with us.

Personally, I'm really sorry, because in the same move I'd have taken a year in the face. Fortunately, I have good genes thanks to parents who were beautiful and well-balanced. I've read in some books that our soul chooses the bodily envelope in which it will incarnate. The envelope, but also its parents, its entourage. Now that I've come a long way, I can say that I've chosen my costume well. Sometimes I find it too tight, sometimes too big. When that happens, I take a breath, look in the mirror and beg my reflection to make me believe that I'm beautiful, desirable and in line. You have to admit, my reflection is pretty good. He's no pushover. It knows how to cheer me up and add fuel to my Daudetian fire.

So I wanted to take this opportunity to salute the good and loyal service of this month of May 2024. Despite the deplorable weather, it has kept us alive and brought us laughter, tenderness, anguish, joy and hope at times. For all these reasons, I thank you and award you the Medal of Merit. Pick it up whenever you feel like it. I'll make you a grapefruit margarita and massage your feet so you can slip on a pair of sandals. Googoones, as you please. If you don't make it, take care of yourself, and we'll see you next year for another unforgettable experience.

Today I wanted to share some pretty good love with you guys :