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A Petit Distraction
I’m back! Miss me? I missed you! Really, it’s true, I did. You’re my peeps. There are suitcases full of dirty laundry and shopping sitting in the corner of my bedroom, wall-eyeing me. Before I can update you, my loyal Le Petit Village Posse, with all the happenings of our great week in the States,…
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Back in the U.S.A.
The Boyfriend and I are venturing out of Le Petit Village and headed stateside to visit my father in the Berkshires and some friends in New York. This is The Boyfriend’s first trip to the States and I’m so excited to show him around, catch up with friends and family and spend a week surrounded…
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So Close, Yet So Far…
Last week, as March began, Le Petit Village seemed to be rolling nicely into spring.All the traces of snow were finally gone. The sun was shining in a baby blue sky and I could feel my love for Provence returning. Fifty and I took longer walks, and for the first time in months my fingers…
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They Make Curtains
As much as I love my cozy little abode with it’s large spiral staircase smack dab in the middle of the living room, I covet the house next door. It’s old, but not too old, probably about one hundred years. So not old enough to give me the heebie jeebies if I was lucky enough…
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Nothing At All To Do With France
… WARNING… WARNING… WARNING… Today’s post has absolutely nothing to do with my life in Le Petit Village at all. It’s about me and my inability to go a day without injuring myself in some way. And this is not a new thing, it’s not like I was always suave and then moved to France…
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Sunday Lunch
image: lovely-provence Traditionally in Provence, lunch, is the main meal of the day. Monday through Saturday, this doesn’t bother me, because during the work week, I can send The Boyfriend off to work with his little packed lunch (lately more pastas and salads because he’s been complaining about all the sandwiches, too American apparently. It’s…
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Leashless in Le Creepy Village
The Boyfriend takes Fifty for his last walk of the evening. I’ve got day duty, The Boyfriend has night duty. When I walk Fifty, we have three different routes out of the village that we take, just to mix it up. One, for when I’m in a hurry and just want him to do what…
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Trouble
“I’m so much in trouble with you”. This is what The Boyfriend says. What he means to say is, “You’re in so much trouble.” But no matter how many times I correct him, he still says it wrong. And I prefer it that way. It’s funnier to hear him chastise himself, saves me from doing…
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I Rescued The Boyfriend
Thursday evening, The Boyfriend arrived home from work sick. And I mean, sick. This wasn’t the man flu. There was no shuffling around the house and woe is me cries with a baby pout planted on his puss. This was real. The Boyfriend was as pasty as wall paint and burning up. I put him…
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Le Petit Oscars
A wonderful surprise was waiting for me yesterday. Shar at La Bonne Vie awarded me with the Lovely Blog and Sugar Doll Awards. This was particularly wonderful because; 1. there are thousands upon thousands of blogs out there and Shar thought of me, 2. I can now share all the love and wonderful feelings by…
It's Me, Sara Louise 