Tag: The Husband
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The First Raclette
For those of you who have been with me for awhile, I’m sure you’re looking at the title of this post and are all like, “first Raclette, my hiney the first Raclette!” And you would be right, because heaven knows, I’ve been around the Raclette block more than once. But this post is about the…
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one week
Here we are, one week into Gregory’s winter visit already and I have to say, it feels like he never left. We morphed back into real, normal, life right quick, but I’m pretty sure that the rotten colds we had helped that out some (key takeaway: mucus is not sexy). As what could probably go down…
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Behind The Photos XIX
Today’s edition of Behind The Photos picks up a couple of weeks where the last one left off… Gregory and I had celebrated our first wedding anniversary in Lyon, and sadly, the day after we returned home, my father passed away. So we went to the States for a couple of weeks, but when we…
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Sanary-sur-Mer
There is a list of places in France that I’ve always wanted to go to, but never had a chance because, you know, life. Not getting to places like Versailles I can understand, because that’s a long journey from Le Petit Village, but there were loads of places not too far that I never made…
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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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ouf
// I can safely say, without a shadow of a doubt, that if I was still in The LPV, I would have had at least two Raclettes by now this fall. How can I be so sure? Because that’s how many Gregory has had; two Raclettes, both last week! I hate him. (j/k) // Besides…
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november
// This photo makes me feel all kinds of awesome. For the first time in eleven years, I was able to cast my vote on American soil. No more absentee ballot for me, I was stoked! And like a dork, I wore that sticker All. Day. Long. (That sticker now lives stuck to my bathroom…
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We'll Always Have Paris
So after my crazy, frustrating, journey to nowhere, I did finally make it to Paris to meet Gregory, but getting there didn’t go without a hitch (because why would it?). It was a little over a week after Gregory had returned to France when I felt ready to attempt the trip again. Sidebar: When Gregory…
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frustration
You know how annoying spouses can be? Like whether we (I’m saying ‘we’ because Lord knows I’m guilty too) intend to or not, we can annoy the c to the rap out of our significant others. For instance, take that photo up there, Gregory is clearly annoying the bejeezus out of me. I mean look…
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