There are some things in life that are easy. Opening a Jello cup. Easy. Like, super easy. It might be the most universally easy task in the world.Think about it; the foil top is practically begging to come off. Its got a nice big tab, the glue isn't great (try not to think about what this means for the sanitary condition of the contents, I'm sure its fine...), and the cup is a nice size for holding during opening. In a word (not to berepetitive, but...) its easy. C'est facile, if you want to know the French phrasing for it.
ASIDE: I can also give you the French translation for other important phrases. "J'ai perdu mon vache sur la montagne. Qu'est que tu veux faire a demain ? Elle a une forte gomme, un perle rose." "I have lost my cow on the mountain. What do you want to do tomorrow? She has a strong eraser, a pink pearl." I really feel like I'm ready to visit the country.
But when we're talking about things that are easy, something that does not make the list is finding a house to buy. In the rare exception, people findthe perfect house, in the right location, needing a bearable amount of work, at a great price. Or maybe, when I wrote "in the rare exception", I should have written "Once upon a time, in a land far far away...", because that situation is far removed from any reality I know.
