Smug As A Slug After Rain

Marvelous, delightful, the exam was a joy, the questions
were tough - challenge enough - Christophe so happy to
test us on things he had explained, early in the morning
in the office I felt the mounting stress, went to the Wimpy
to drink a coffee I did not make myself, reading ‘Mort’ by
Terry Pratchett made me feel so good before the exam

When we received the papers  I couldn’t wait to get started,
listening and an essay, no boring introduction- but a report
on an exotic vacation, I chose Russia of course, though my
vocabulary not so good, I could not explain a visit to the red
square only managed to tell the world we had drunk several
bottles of vodka, worked in the rule with the ‘de’ being used

Je me suis réposée - I rested well - took care of the required
pronominal – then the oral, implementing inflexions I heard
on the CD playing in my car  - it was such fun, I remembered
all we had to say - Christophe complained he could not ask
me anything - I felt as smug as a slug after the rain; some-
times life hands us an Ace - and isn’t it great

When we use it to feel so wonderful about ourselves?

17 April 2013