Oops, guess who came down with the 24 hour bug that has been going around our complex.  Yep, ME!  It's 12 hours of absolute feeling terrible and 12 hours to recuperate.  At least I have gotten rid of the junk (meaning chocolate, etc., not my sister-in-law's cooking).  Now, I can start fresh and eat what I SHOULD eat.  Yeck, what a thing to put on a blog.  Almost everyone has gone back to the states or elsewhere in France.  My nephew, Josh and his family leave tomorrow, and of course, Kristin, Nolan and the girls are staying as co-managers, as well as Logan who is helping out.  This morning I helped a little bit in getting set up for a family that was here last night and this morning for petit dejeuner (that's contintenial breakfast for you  in the states).  Today is Bob's 61 birthday (my "baby" brother can't be that old!).  It's the first time in I don't know when that I have spent a birthday with him -- and I didn't even bring him a gift.  The picture is of the main building where the meals are prepared, and served, and there are several rooms as well as the office (where I am typing this).