Tag: Fifty
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Oh My God She Found Us
Looks like I’m not the only one who’s back… After being locked inside with a bad case of the heat, Miss Vicky is back out on the prowl and looking for her man. I wasn’t ready to bring Fifty out to play, so she waited (more like pouted and sulked)… And Fifty cried. Aw… puppy love bisou
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The Husband's Birthday
Yesterday, was The Husband’s birthday and to celebrate, I did something I rarely do, I baked (I’m a cooker, not much of a baker). (And if you remember a couple posts back, it was Brother-In-Law’s birthday only a few days ago… guess what Papa likes to do in September… bowchickabowwow). We have a teeny tiny…
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Rugby… Doggy Style
The Sporting Event That Cannot Be Named may be going on in South Africa at the moment, but here in Le Petit Village, we’re in the middle of our own tournament… Doggy Rugby What’s that you say? Doggy Rugby? Two dogs vs one man in a clash… Oh hell, I don’t know what I’m talking…
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Friday Happy Hour
Friday and I was in a summery vacation kind of mood. Le Petit Village was buzzing with tourists (Parisians, and Belgians, and Germans… oh my!). And with the beautiful weather, it felt like I was on vacation too. Screw the ironing! We should be outside with pastis, cold beer, and rosé (if it feels like this…
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Papped
Yesterday Fifty and I got papped by some tourists while out for our walk. Tourists with the largest camera I’ve ever seen, you know, one with a crazy big lens that can be used to take photos of celebs sunbathing topless on a yacht off the coast of St Tropez. Like, one of those. This just…
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Flash
This flashcard could save your life When I first moved here, I was pretty motivated with my French lessons. I studied a couple of hours every morning and would always have on the television in the background while I went about my day (By the way, 7th Heaven in French is just as annoying, and…
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Psycho Killer Qu'est Que C'est
First there was the original Baby. A wee white bear that came home with Fifty on his first day in Le Petit Village. A little present to make him feel comfortable and loved. After about a month, Baby was looking pretty nasty (as you would if you spent a month coated in puppy saliva) and…
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Two Blissful Hours
The sun was shining this weekend in Le Petit Village. On Sunday, it was a warm and beautiful 72 degrees. Before moving to Le Petit Village, I lived in Dublin for six years and had a Dublin tan (a translucent blue tint). I’m anxious to get back to my former Texas shade and I think…
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I Love Your Blog
Since the cat is out of the bag and everyone knows what I was really doing on vacation, I’ll tell you about the days leading up to it… which can best be described as a series of unfortunate incidents. Let me elaborate… a series of unfortunate incidents are not major life altering catastrophes, nothing tragic…
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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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