Let's Celebrate (come on now)

And now if you will please, a little Kool and The Gang…
Celebrate good times,come on! (Let’s celebrate)
Celebrate good times, come on! (Let’s celebrate)
There’s a party goin’ on right here
A celebration to last throughout the years
So bring your good times, and your laughter too
We gonna celebrate your party with you
Come on now
(That Kool and the Gang interlude was brought to you by The Husband. He loves ‘The Funk’.)

But yes, we are celebrating in Le Petit Village. Last weekend was my first Franciversary, and now, the blog’s first birthday. That’s right. On Friday 2nd October, I wrote my first blog post. And now, 301 posts later (302 with this one) here we are.

In celebration, let’s do what TV does when they’ve reached a milestone (and the writers are feeling too lazy to come up with new material) they flashback to old shows. So that’s what I’m going to do, cheat. I mean have a flashback and take a trip down memory lane of my last year blogging in Le Petit Village.

There was the day that I officially became French (sort of) by getting my Certificat de Residence (never did get that frame).

And when I painted the spiral staircase in the old house, covering up that nutjob’s handy work. And let me tell you something, spiral staircase painting is not easy work. Plus I’m getting on in years so there was a lot of, “Oh, my back.” (Except sometimes I like to channel an old Jewish woman named Sadie so it was, “Oy vey, my back”).

Then I discovered the joys of Pizza Night  and loved it so much I created a song and dance in it’s honor (I’ve since taught this song and dance to my nieces in Dublin. I’m sure soon it will be all the rage).

A few weeks later, we drove six hours north so I could meet French Mommy which turned out wonderfully. French Mommy is so happy to finally have a daughter (French Nana digs me too) that on our last visit I got loads of presents and The Husband nada (hee hee).

And then after we returned to Le Petit Village, Dreamfarm Girl bestowed upon me, my very first blog award  (Dreamfarm Girl was my first non-family/friend follower, she’s been with me since almost the beginning. Plus she’s lives in Texas. There’s a bond).

I cooked for Papa’s Wife for the first time (I have two French Mother-in-laws. No pressure). Oh and her mother came too, and then The Spaniard showed up, and later The Cousin crashed. Good times.

And two months after moving to France I had to finally give in, be brave, and get my hair done. Which despite all my preparation turned out to be the the absolute worst haircut I have ever had.
(Good news though, The Spaniard’s sister owns a salon and she’s pretty good. I’m going for my second appointment with her next week. Besides being good at hair I like going because she looks exactly like her brother. It’s like The Spaniard wearing some jewellery and makeup. Cracks me up).

Then Fifty’s beloved Honey Jr (they’re best buddies) moved in across the street. The Husband and Honey Jr loved yelling at each other from their windows. The rest of the village, not so much.

And since it was December and Christmas was approaching we went shopping for my first French Christmas tree, which of course turned out to be a puppy from the refuge instead. And soon my life became all about Fifty and the crazy housebreaking schedule I put him on.
(All those years spent project planning at the bank paid off. All you need to train a puppy is an implementation plan and a complete disregard for sleep.)

Soon Christmas was over, New Year’s passed, and because I was so busy dealing with walking a puppy ever hour in the snow, I hardly noticed when March rolled around and we were going stateside to visit my father and friends in Massachusetts and New York. Oh, and then got married.

And since all newlyweds have their problems and we certainly are no different, we came back to Le Petit Village and discovered that our little Fifty is a serial killer. (I wish I could report that he has been reformed, but after a few months of his inner psycho lying dormant, he has recently struck again. I’ll be sharing the carnage soon…).

Time slipped by quickly and soon it was May. Springtime in Le Petit Village and we began looking for a new home to move into. I felt like Goldilocks, nothing felt just right, until we finally settled on our new little abode complete with a small garden and Honey Jr installed next door (we move, he moves).

And then it was summer, and we celebrated Brother-in-Law’s birthday and only a few days later,  The Husband’s (Papa must really like September if you catch my drift…) and we went to The Cousin’s wedding and then Honey B’s and now here we are…

300 posts later and whole lot of blog friends. Thank you to each and every one of you for taking the time to read my inane drivel. You make living in the middle of nowhere with no Starbucks that much easier.

(And I must say I’ve come to adore the Le Petit Villagers. 
They never stop filling me with wine, and cheese, 
and homemade alcohol
Plus, they always give me something to write about. 
And to laugh at).
mercy buckets



22 responses to “Let's Celebrate (come on now)”

  1. All that in only one year? Do they have more days in the year down in Provence than we have in Brittany?All the bestKeith


  2. Happy Blogday Sistah. Certificat de Residence sounds totally fake.


  3. I am a newer follower so I loved the year wrap up you gave!!!


  4. You have a very rich life! Thanks for sharing it with us along the way.


  5. Congrats on a full year of life in blogland — Love reading the stories and viewing the photos, but your outrageous humor in the interesting Petit Village keeps me laughing.I'll drink a glass of that “homemade alcohol” to another year of interesting situations with your little tribe of characters!!Bises,Genie


  6. Happy birthday to one of my favorite blogs, and favorite people I've never met. I'll celebrate with you no problem. But I won't tell Paul that one of his birthday toasts tonight is secretly for lepetitvillage!Ching!Aidan


  7. Happy Anniversary to your blog … your posts are always fun to read, and sure do keep us all entertained 🙂 Celebrate big and have an extra drink just for me 😉


  8. Congrats! And wow, 302 posts in a year — you rock!!!


  9. I have so enjoyed your blog! I love reading about where you are, the family, the friends, to town, the scenery and how awful I feel for you not having a Starbucks…give it time…I always look for you latest post in the morning while I am having my 'homemade' latte…Happy Anniversary to you and many more postings to come!


  10. Happy Blogversary!!! Look at all you have done and accomplished! Isn't it cool to look back and realize what you've been doing? I am so happy you have been sharing so much with us and I can't wait for more. Enjoy this day Sara Louise!!


  11. Congrats my little friend.


  12. félicitations! j'adore ton blog =)


  13. Happy Bloggaversary!! (Is that an actual word? If not, I'm sooooo going to coin it!) I love reading your cute and hi-larious stories. Keep up the great job! 🙂


  14. Wow, congrats on your first year of living in France and sharing your world with the rest of the world through your blog!


  15. Your blog brings lots of sunshine to our days! Hard to believe it's only one year, but Happy Blogoversary!


  16. Thanks to this post my neighbor just busted me singing “C'e una festa in corso qui…” (my crappy translation of 'there's a party in progress here…') shaking my booty as I checked my drying gutchies hanging over the balcony. I started to tell him – “E` la colpa di Sara Louis in Provence, mi dispiace” (blaming you – not the 2nd glass of wine) – but then his wife came out and gave me … the look. Oopsie. Seriously – happy blogoversary & cheers to you! Looking forward to posts to come.


  17. How fun to have discovered your adorable blog on its birthday! Off to explore some more!


  18. What, they have pizza in France? Sacre bleu. I thought they would have scoffed at it. Glad you liked the uninvited guest story. “Blessing of the animals” this week.


  19. Felicitations on your 1st blogday or blogaversary or whatever we call it! Love your humor and anecdotes about life in the Petit Village. Your posts always brighten my day.


  20. oh geez Sarah, it's 1:30 in the morning and I'm going to have to save all these goodies until tomorrow after school. I wish I had some microwave popcorn! What a year!


  21. Congrats. That's a lot of posts. And Starbucks Smarbucks. Who needs it? Right? You don't need it? Anyway, that dang song is stuck in my head now. I'm not going to pretend like I'm happy about it. 🙂


  22. Wow, congrats! So much has happened & you are totally rockin' it all! You've come quite a long way…moving to another country is no walk in le park, and you've come out more than on top – 302 post later you've got one hot blog :)Looking forward to many more adventures, xops. double congrats on getting a nice French Mommy, lucky girl, so important 🙂


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