Tag: Papa
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I had some dreams there were clouds in my coffee
The title of this post has absolutely nothing to do with anything. I’ve had Carly Simon stuck in my head for days, I’m hoping this might exorcise her. ++ As I packed up our hotel room on the Sunday morning in Avignon, The Husband was watching X-Men First Class and refusing to get up and…
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birthday blowout
It’s been almost two weeks already since The Husband turned thirty and we celebrated in the most obvious fashion… with a barbecue (of course we did) at Papa’s house. {La Petite and her Papi} But it wasn’t just any old normal LPV barbecue… Aidan brought bacon wrapped jalapeños stuffed with cream cheese and some Ranch…
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like sands through the hourglass
++ This is how Papa’s father’s day present was wrapped (Rio Bravo and The Dirty Dozen DVDs if you’d like to know). Try not to be jealous of my superior artistic talents, I’m like Basquiat, Harding, and Warhol all rolled into one. ++ Every morning around 4:00, there is a cat outside my bedroom window…
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welcome to the jungle
++ The Husband spent Saturday with a giant weed wacker clearing a path into the garden as he whacked along. It’s nowhere near finished yet but at least we can actually see what’s what now. For example, we have a wine barrel. Why is there a wine barrel in my back garden? I have no…
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slowly but surely
Isn’t my new rose bush pretty? I love it. What I’m not loving however is all the work that is going to have to go on around that rose bush. I mean look at it. It’s a jungle out there. I’m even scared to let Fifty out in it because the garden might swallow him…
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surprise… more cheese!
{raclette cheeeeeese} Guess what we did on Saturday? We ate cheese! Can you believe it?! Of course you can. I actually cannot. I mean, I hadn’t planned on it. This is what went down… The Husband was going to spend Saturday morning over at Papa’s house helping him move some things, so I went along…
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Style: New Things I've Done in France
Thank heavens for this Stylish Blogger Award from Laura at Everyday Life of a Young American Girl in France because absolutely zero has been happening around here and I have nothing at all to blog about (case in point: I was skyping with my mother yesterday and she told me that she was disappointed that I…
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big pimpin
Look what I got… Worthington at Worthy Style has bestowed me with the Sylish Blogger Award (I’m feeling rather blinged out over here. If I could transform the Stylish Blogger badge into gold, I think I’d O.G.… as in Over Gold… and that would be ghetto fabulous). Let’s see… let’s see… seven things… here we…
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Guess Who's Back…
Back again. Sara Louise is back. Tell your friends. (I just ganked Eminem’s lyrics a bit there) Yes my peeps I’ve returned to the wonderful world of Internet. In a very un-French like way, my wifi has been hooked up much earlier than expected. A wonderful surprise (French Yeah!) after a week of hell that…
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Fun For The Whole Family
There is no such thing as a free lunch, even at Papa’s house. It was time to earn our keep. Some of the wild boar that Papa hunted needed to be made into pâté. Apparently, this is an activity for the whole family. Fun. I’m warning you now. If you are eating, do not read…
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