Dinner and a day off

(Steak au poivre in image is not actual steak I made)

Steak Au Poivre with red wine sauce and mushrooms in butter is for dinner tonight. I have made this dish before, as I am a fan of trying out all different foods--from India, Thailand, Italy, and of course, France. It came out extremely well, and I am excited to have it again tonight.
Since I bought a good quality wine, I think after I use a cup of it to cook the steak, I'll drink some with my food, as well. Apéritif and digestif are also two things I need to add to my meals, as I have been reading many French people enjoy these drinks before and after meals.
Tomorrow, I have a day off. I'm going to wear my effortlessly stylish clothes I already own (not to flatter myself but before this experiment, I had this style down already) take a nice walk, and maybe read something outside. I also have been dying to go to the museum, as well, not necessarily because I want to act French, which consequently will go along with my experiment, but because I have been really wanting to for some time, and as a painter, it's important to keep familiar with the work of others.
I also want to set aside some time for myself to also cleanse my body (of course do this by showering). But I really want to pay extra attention to the details. Make everything pristine and completely well groomed, as I have read many times French women are very rigorous with. Of course, as a woman who loves feminine things, I do this, but I want to pay extra attention tomorrow and take my time. Perhaps, some overall exfoliation, nice music while I take my time, face masks etc... Who knows? I need to let the day guide me in the moment.
This is not just something that is French, but also very Buddhist--allowing the moment to take place. Yes. There are many plans I can make for what to do tomorrow with my day off, but living in the moment then and this moment right now as I am typing is the true joy of life. Even if it is just finishing this blog. Typing one more sentence and one more word. The fact that I am conscious of that, is true mindfulness. Now, that's what Buddhism (which I have recently also begun to study) has taught me, and being French, it seems affirms that idea.
-Anne