Happy In France

Scottish farm girl, Sarah Elizabeth (who lives in Italy and is about to marry her gorgeous Italian man) has kindly passed on the Happy 101 award to me.

Grazie Signora!

I’ve decided that instead of listing ten things that make me happy (like this time), I’m going to list things that make me happy about living in France. It will be interesting to see if anything has changed since my Petit Rave awhile back…

1. When the weather is nice and the sun is shining, Provence is truly beautiful. The sky is a perfect blue, the scenery is breathtaking, and the air is scented with lavender. Everyday is a holiday.

2. My morning jog with Fifty. The views are stunning and it’s quiet, only the two of us are on the road (sometimes Vicky joins us).  I love to watch the wind make waves in the tall grassy field as we jog on by. I like to pretend the grass is waving at us, so we wave back (I totally made that last part up… that would be a little nuts).

3. Serious food. Serious meal time. Once you sit down you’re not getting up for at least two hours. Seriously.

4. Learning about French wine. I’m not studying or anything, it’s a trial and error kind of thing and I’m loving it. Before moving here, I was more of a New World red kind of girl. I loved big brash Australian Shirazes, Argentinian Malbecs, and South African Pinotages. When I did dabble in the Old World, it was usually a Spanish Rioja or Italian Barbesco or if my wallet could afford it a Barolo, but I always stayed clear of French wines. Maybe I was intimidated by the Bordeaux and Burgandies, never knowing that there seems to be so many more French wines then I could have known (and I’m sure some are not very sophisticated but I’ve grown fond of them)… Corbieres, Vacqueryas, and Bruilly oh my! And don’t even get me started on my Provencal Rosés… these are dangerous because they are so good, and so easy to drink, before you know it… oops, bottle gone!

5. No convenience food on my doorstep. As much as I hate this sometimes, it’s better because I’m forced to eat healthier (hardly any processed foods passes my lips these days). And truth be told, while in Dublin catching up on one of my hungover treats (watch out Dipso alert!) of chips and curry sauce, I couldn’t finish eating it because it made me feel so gross. All that healthy eating has now begun to repel bad eating, and that has to be a good thing.

6. The new bar owner, aka, The Parisian. He makes Mojitos and Caipirnhas! I can now get a cocktail in Le Petit Village! A pig just flew by my window! I may be the only one who orders them (while  Le Villagers look on curiously), but who cares, more for me!

7. Le Petit Village is less than a three hour drive to Monaco and from there only about twenty minutes to Italy. That’s just cool, I mean Monte Carlo, really. How James Bond is that? (And by the way, the booze in Italy is ridiculously cheap, it reminds me of my Texas days when we’d drive to Mexico.)

8. My little garden at my new house. It’s not the least bit pretty at the moment, and still needs a lot of work, but I’m loving sitting outside in the early evening with a book and Fifty at my feet.

9. The TGV. Now I have yet to take the high speed train anywhere, but I’m always talking about taking it somewhere. It’s nice to know that it’s there, ready to whisk me off somewhere fabulous, and at a high speed.

10. The Husband. He’s a happy kind of guy.

You’re Lucky I Don’t Have A Gun… 
(great name for a girl, isn’t it? she must be a Zappa kid) 
tell me 10 things that make you happy…


11 responses to “Happy In France”

  1. Your blog is so making me happy. Thanks for the comment on my blog today, so after you left that, I have been reading all your posts and loving each one. To say the least,I didnt get much work done today. I started at the beginning of your blog and am now into Feb 2010. We are the same age, our birthday is one day apart, and you are living my dream of living in France. Im so very jealous. Keep on keeping on .. loving your life!


  2. So glad you appreciate your little provincial life. Sounds great! You are becoming French if you appreciate good côtes de rhone and beaujolais!


  3. What a great list. Makes me want to live in France again. The grass is always greener! x


  4. When i grow up i want to be just like you 🙂 xxx


  5. Makes me jealous! A jog with Fifty and your gorgeous views sure beats the heck out of the treadmill at a gym. Like I ever actually go to the gym, but you know, if I did? Your views would totally beat mine. 🙂


  6. I just found your blog and look forward to reading more!


  7. Aaaaahhh. This is just what I want to hear. The smell of lavender, the 2 hour meals,the countryside.Wish i was there. Glad you are.Hey, World Cup is over, Paaarrty in your house.


  8. SL,You're absolutely right about all of it. What's not to be happy about? Really.Have you given in to the pink box? Very dangerous indeed.x A


  9. 🙂 thank you xxxxx


  10. OMGGGGG- thank you so much! mega sozz for the delay! i would have thanked you sooner, but i've been busy piecing the shambles of my life together. i will get on this asap!!!


  11. A great reminder of why living in France is great. Your's is definitely James Bond – cocktails, Monaco… are you racing around in an Aston Martin?I love not having convenience food on my doorstep although the city is slowly but surely becoming populated with more and more of it. But I can cook now so shouldn't need to succumb to it…


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