Tag: Nazi Ghost Zombies
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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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Killer Clouds From Outer Space
Have I ever told you that Le Petit Village is in the mountains? (small mountains, but a mountain still). Well we are. Le Petit Village is 830 meters up. That’s 2724 feet. And because we are so high up, sometimes we get attacked by clouds (but only when Le Mistral has gone on holiday and…
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Provence Lampoons Family Vacation: Part 1
A hot and sunny Marseille welcomed us last Friday. We brought my Aunt and Uncle to Notre-Dame de la Garde, because walking your 70 year old Irish Aunt and Uncle up a 154 meter hill with a bazillion steps in scorching south of France heat is always a good idea. (It is like a bazillion steps, I counted).…
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Busy Busy Busy
It’s moving weekend. Yesterday we got the keys to our new home and have started the massive clean up (homes in France don’t come sparkling clean and empty). I want it clean clean clean before we move our stuff over. And that wonderful little garden I’m so excited about needs a little work… A lot…
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New Home Hunting Take 3
I have been defeated. OK, not defeated per se, but I am giving up, for now. Between my 17 days in Dublin, limited French skills, and guests arriving this summer, we (I) couldn’t wait around to find a house that we (I) love. They do things much slower here and I feared it would be…
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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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Leashless in Le Creepy Village
The Boyfriend takes Fifty for his last walk of the evening. I’ve got day duty, The Boyfriend has night duty. When I walk Fifty, we have three different routes out of the village that we take, just to mix it up. One, for when I’m in a hurry and just want him to do what…
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Multiplication, The Serial Killer, and Some Champagne
The Boyfriend and I popped into the Honey house. We had a bottle of Baileys from Dublin for Mr Honey that had to be delivered. Mr Honey loves Baileys, he thinks it’s candy, but unless Mrs Honey is watching him carefully, he’ll finish the whole bottle. Normally when we get to The Honeys, it’s just…
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Scaredy Cat Sara
I’m a scaredy cat. I’m scared to walk out my front door into Le Petit Village at night. The same quaint and charming village which I love during the day, takes on a haunting quality in darkness. The only light comes from a few early 20th century lamps that hang high over the main street,…
It's Me, Sara Louise 