Tag: French Nana
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What About Gregory
{The LPV: November 2009} Today’s the day! After three and a half weeks of living life as a pseudo-single girl; total remote control domination, easy peasy bed making (while I barely move during my sleep, Gregory twists and turns like a whirling dervish wrapped inside a tornado) and Lifetime Movie Network marathons, I am being…
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Behind the Photos XII
I’m feeling nostalgic lately. But I guess with only thirty-two days left in The LPV, a big ol’ case of nostalgia was bound to happen. And what better way to deal with the nostalgia, then with another Behind the Photos trip down memory lane. This one features a family trip to Auvergne in the Summer…
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Le Petit Village: The Family Tree
Here’s it is! I have finally put together the Le Petit Village family tree to show how everyone here is related to everyone else because with the exception of a few, they (and now me) all are… ♫WE ARE FAMILY♫ . . . . . . . . . . N O T E S Not…
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Noël
I’ve learned something this past Christmas… you can throw around tinsel, hang stockings (which I personally monogrammed, thank you very much) pull Christmas Crackers and watch Elf until the cows come home (in French by the way which is not nearly as funny), but if people don’t have Christmas spirit, they don’t have it, so…
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the long weekend
Last weekend was a long one here. La Fête Nationale (Bastille Day to you and me) was Thursday and The Husband had Friday off too. Extra long weekends mean a trip to Auvergne to see French Mommy. It went a little something like this: Thursday… 5am; time to hit the road because no traffic is awesomesauce.… finding Vitamin Water…
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the art of relaxation
After the usual horrible drive (but bonus… Fifty only threw up once) we got to French Mommy’s a little after 10pm. A double cheek kiss, a bite to eat, and straight to bed we went (driving with Fifty is a very tiresome experience). Around midnight I woke up to someone shouting, in French. French Nana…
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And In Summer Summation…
{oh happy days} With the Autumnal Equinox occurring today, I will now take a moment to officially bid adieu to summer… Au revoir Summer. À bientôt Rosé. I’ll miss you both. Come back soon. ……………………………………………………………………………………………….. And with that, I will now offer you some of my favorite family gems from our holiday time together. Enjoy. “Big…
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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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Holiday Highlights
La Bourboule… try and say it I dare you! It feels funny and makes your lips and tongue do something pretty strange, something American mouths are not used to doing. French mouths have no problem, they have rather talented lips and tongues. But I digress, La Bourboule (I just wanted to type it again because…
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