It's Me, Sara Louise

This Stylish Blogger Award is brought to me by The Many Colours of Happiness (thank you kindly Many Colours).

And to shake it up (as I usually do), instead of seven stylish things about me (not feeling very stylish these days… key word… tracksuit pants), this edition of the Stylish Blogger Award will be some of my  observations and some happenings in Le Petit Village this past weekend.
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1. Saturday afternoon there were two horses tied up outside Le Petit Bar, which I have to admit made me think I was back in Bandera, Texas for a second (the cowboy capital of the world if you don’t know… according to the people of Bandera anyway). Who rode their horse here? And why don’t I have one? And who is going to clean up the rather large presents they left on the street?

2. I’m anxiously waiting for La Petite’s left over umbilical stub to fall off. That thing is freaking me out.

3. Trees are being cut down in front of my house, and rumor has it it’s to clear space to put up benches and picnic tables for tourists. This is not settling well. I appreciate that they will have a gorgeous view of the Provence countryside, but now I’m going to have a not so gorgeous view of them.

4. I’ve been feeding milk to feral cats hoping to make one a pet. I think Fifty could use a little buddy (and he’s definitely going to need a distraction if tourists are constantly picnicking outside my house… non-stop barking).

5. The Parisian is getting married next weekend. We’re heading to French French Mommy’s for Easter and will miss the celebration so I’m a little bummed (not really, I’ll be getting spoiled and stuffing myself with Bleu d’Auvergne, escargot and wandering around the wine cellar), but I am making Martha Stewart pompoms to decorate the bar for them before I go. No one here knows who Martha Stewart is but they will by the time I’m finished. How very lucky for them.

6. The Husband not only baked rosemary bread, but he also whipped up some mousse au chocolat which made him dance around the house shouting that he made moose ca-ca. Bless.

7. My old neighbor, Mrs Curtainmaker has opened a little boutique in her house. I haven’t walked in yet, but I will I soon as I can ditch Fifty. I’m really hoping the clothes are all made out of curtains, Sound of Music Style. I’m picturing an afternoon picnic; The Husband, Honey Jr, Brother-in-Law, Child Bride, The Parisian, and me, all in our curtain clothes, spinning around the Luberon. The hills are alive with the sound of lunacy.
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La belle in France and American Girls Are…  are two stylish girls in France who I’m sure have seven delightful and stylish things to tell you.