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4 Days At French Mommy's : A Photo Review
{La Bourboule} We left Le Petit Village at 9am. Under normal circumstances we would arrive in La Bourboule right around 3pm. But circumstances are never normal; it took us two hours to reach Avignon. Two hours! We normally make it there in under an hour. The abnormal culprit… {I hate cars} Fifty threw up twice before we…
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Tastes Like Chicken
Your friendly neighborhood horse butcher… Horse… the other white meat. bisou P.S. No horses were harmed in the writing of this post P.S.S. Some horses may have been harmed at that butchers
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Get The Heck Out Of Dodge
{no parking} Sunday was the annual flea market in Le Petit Village. Stalls lined the streets and at 7am, on my walk with Fifty, I saw the beginning arrival of the brocante lovers. (A 7am Sunday arrival into Le Petit Village is hardcore, it’s not like Le Petit Village is ‘in the neighborhood’. We’re kind…
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The Cousin's Wedding
The Cousin is officially off the market. {Can you hear the hearts breaking?} And I finally got to wear my new shoes… {spiffy} 240 people turned out for the blessed event including everyone’s favorite honey farmers… {Mr. & Mrs. Honey} It’s hard to believe it was only nine months ago, when The Cousin brought his…
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Get My Paint On
The summer is flying by. It’s already been a month since we’ve moved into our new home, and we’re making progress. Slow progress, but progress. Provence is so beautiful right now, and everyone is in such a festive holiday mood that there is always a BBQ to go to, a pool to swim in, or…
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Paella
Papa’s Wife made lunch for me on Sunday. (OK, I wasn’t the only person there, but the paella was made special for me). Papa, Brother-in-Law, The German, and The Husband, all came along to eat paella with me. And this guy was there too… {Ruby, aka Prince Philip} The paella is cooked outside in a gigantic pot……
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Shopping In Aix
Next Friday, The Cousin is marrying his lady who will thenceforth be known as Mrs. Cousin. In honor of the blessed event (and me getting to rock some serious shoes) a new purse is needed, as well as a new shirt for The Husband (much less important obviously). And it turned out that The Husband’s…
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This Little Piglet…
My fellow expat, Piglet In France, has asked me a few questions and it’s my duty to answer and yours to read.(OK, not your duty, but would you read please? For me? Wittle bitty me?) 1. Why did you start a blog?I was moving to France and didn’t speak French which was giving me a career…
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Sara Louise: Fly Assassin
I’m a ninja. Since summer is on full blast in Le Petit Village (not complaining, that winter was a beyotch), besides the sock and sandal wearing tourists, another breed has arrived; the fly kind (no, not Superfly, that would be dope though). {fly on holiday} …
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Weekend Festival & Festivities
Quite the weekend of festivities in Le Petit Village. Every villager came out for the festival. Like this guy… He’s all sleepy and cuddled up. I’m digging his necklace. The festival was put on to display local artisan works. My favorite lavender honey farmers had a stand setup in front of Grandma Honey’s house. (she…
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