Tag: Mrs. London
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Playing The Help
Back in July, when I was in France visiting Gregory, I happened to be there for The London’s wedding anniversary. Figuring they would be going out for the evening to celebrate, and Gregory would probably be working, I looked forward to a date with myself; Chinese takeaway, Sky TV, and a bottle of Rosé, but…
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making up for messing up
Remember how I told you about Gregory messing up our last day in Paris by booking that awkward hour of 12:49 train? Well, it turned out there was a reason for that. Gregory was surprising me with dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, and that awkward, early afternoon train, was the one that would get us…
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Au Revoir Paris, Bonjour Toulon
This post continues on from where this one left off, so we’re going to shake off our November blues, and travel back in time to France in July. Gregory and I had one perfect day in Paris, and I had planned on getting at least another half of one in before heading south to Toulon,…
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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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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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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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So Long Toulong
Disclaimer: Technically the title of this post should read; So Long Toulon, but I felt like jazzing it up a bit, with a rhyme. It’s not the best rhyme in the world, but how about you humor me and pretend like it is. Driving to Toulon from Le Petit Village for the last time was…
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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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the birthday lunch
I like food. I like eating it, I like cooking it, I like reading about it, I just like, it. So it’s not surprising that I like restaurants too. I love trying out new ones and revisiting old favorites. Researching new ones for special occasions fills my heart with a special kind of joy, I…
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mon anniveraire: un reportage photo
Disclosure: Since I like to stretch out my birthday celebrations for as long as possible, this is actually a photo essay of my birthweek. I’ve tried stretching it out to my birthmonth but 1. Gregory put the kibosh on that and 2. I don’t have that kind of time at the moment… drats. // My…
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