Tag: Huffing and Puffing
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Are We There Yet?
me and my new Amsterdam airport friend “I feel normal here.” This was the first thing The Boyfriend said upon arriving in Amsterdam and looking around at all the tall, blonde Dutch people. The first thing I said was, “I know there’s a Starbucks here somewhere…” sidebar – The Boyfriend is actually only half French,…
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Midnight, Time To Wake Up
It started at 12am. Actually, 11:59pm. Don’t ask me why, but setting the alarm for 00:00 freaked me out, so 23:59 it was. The Boyfriend was nervous about the drive to Nice Airport. Marseille Airport is much closer to us, but our flight was out of Nice, two and a half hours away. Normally, not…
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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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The Birthday Weekend Part 1
I like to stretch out my birthday as long as possible, and have a birthweek because it only comes once a year (except once, I did have a 30.5 birthday party in August). So since it’s still my birthweek, I’ve decided to tell you about my weekend in two parts to help stretch it out.…
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Confessions of a Grocery Shopaholic
It’s sad to admit, but sometimes I enjoy grocery shopping, like really enjoy it. Give me a nice, clean, big, modern grocery store, and an uncrowded, off-peak time and I’m happy as a clam wondering up and down each aisle slowly perusing and comparing. Since moving to Le Petit Village, I’ve not ventured out on…