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tips for a fun and easy game night
I thought Friday was a good time for this post since Friday nights are perfect for game nights. Except in my house, in my house, anytime is the perfect time for a game night. Gregory loves games; card games, board games, charade kind of games, he loves them all! So whether it’s Phase 10, Mahjong,…
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Paris {six}
After I said goodbye to The London’s, I only had a few hours left with Gregory before his TGV to Toulon left. We thought that since we were in Paris, we should walk on over to that one special, not to be missed, romantic spot… The Eiffel Tower. It was only a short distance from…
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Paris {cinq}
The morning after our fancy pants, Parisian dinner (which I would love to say that we followed with cocktails and dancing until the wee hours, but I can’t because we’re old fuddy duddies), we met The London’s for breakfast. We were having a proper big breakfast, because upon rising, my mother declared that she would…
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you've got questions, he's got answers
{Gregory’s favorite photo} Just a little over a year ago, Gregory, being pretty much the sweetest most supportive husband ever, agreed to sit down and answer all of your questions in a vlog. Well kids, I think it’s about time we do it again, don’t you? After all, a whole lot has happened in the…
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Paris {quatre}
When we last left my Parisian tales, we were in an Irish pub somewhere between the Tuileries and Place Vendôme. I was mere steps away from a chilled martini glass in decadent, plush surroundings but alas, it was not to be. Somehow, we miraculously managed to convince the boys to leave and come with us to…
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c'est ça
I thought I’d take a break from my tales from Paris (which is turning into quite the drawn out miniseries) to dazzle you with tidbits from my life here in Texas. Photos included. (‘Dazzle’ might be a bit of an exaggeration, but I’m feeling on the glass full side today). // How sweet is this?!…
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Paris {trois}
When we last left my tales of Paris, we (Mr. & Mrs. London, Gregory, and me), were on our way to the Musée d’Orsay. I would love to tell you all about an afternoon spent touring the dazzling former train station and its impressive impressionist gallery (my favorite spot in my favorite museum), but I…
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Paris {deux}
Booking a 5:15 in the morning train seemed like such a good idea at the time. Sure it was early, but we’re early birds, and so what if Mr. London had an evening match the night before that we’d all be at. We could sleep on the three plus hour journey, and arrive in gay Paree…
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Paris {un}
Saying goodbye to France from Paris seemed like an oddly, fitting thing to do. After all, I had been trying to visit the City of Lights for four years (and that whirlwind trip last year doesn’t exactly count). Originally, Gregory and I had planned a romantic trip for just the two of us; a couple of…
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If this was last year…
… I’m sure we’d be going to a barbecue today, probably at Honey Jr’s house, because barbecues are what they do in Provence on sunny weekends. But this is this year, and on this weekend this year, we spent all day yesterday purging the house of little boy cooties (my poor cousin and her boys…
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