Tag: The Husband
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pâté day
Pâté making is one of those things I never thought I would do, like ever. Except maybe if I was enrolled in a cooking class or something with my girlfriends, but that would never happen because I’m not really a joiner. So before I moved to Le Petit Village, pâté was only something that I ate, not…
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The Backstory {chapitre trois}
[2010] (This is the third installment in my very own, ‘How I Met Your Mother’ episode, except it’s father, not mother,and actually only husband, not father yet, unless I’m telling this story to Fifty, in which case I guess this is, ‘How I Met Your Father’. You can find part one here, followed by part…
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The Backstory {chapitre deux}
[2009] So when we last left our story (in case you’re only joining us now, the story is the story of how I met The Husband), I had left my coworkers at Dicey Reilly’s and was headed over to my brother’s apartment to have a drink with his girlfriend. We had a glass of wine, chatted…
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The Backstory {chapitre un}
[2008] Today is my third wedding anniversary and as it is, I feel like the time has finally come to tell you the story of how The Husband became The Husband, as in, how I met a French boy named Gregory and followed him back to France. I need to warn you though, this won’t…
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this weekend
{blossoming spring} Bonjour tout le monde! How are we today? Our Friday morning started off with a bang. Gregory (aka The Husband… for some reason I’m in the mood to use his actual name today) took Fifty for his morning walk and they crossed paths with a German Shepherd also out for his morning walk,…
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Avignon, The Last Bit
After the wasabi debacle, beer was needed to wash away all of that burning pain, so we headed to the pub and let the guys set up camp (setting up camp involves trying out three different tables before finally settling on ‘the table’). The Six Nations was kicking off that afternoon, first with Ireland vs.…
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Avignon, The Next Morning
I’m taking a break from the flu, to bring you this next installment of my birthday weekend in Avignon (Yes, I know it was four weeks ago, just go with it please. And if you missed part one, click here). Please excuse any typos, grammatical errors, and general lack of pizazz. I’m full of germs and…
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hmmm
{I don’t have anymore apples to give you!} I interrupt this regularly scheduled program of ‘my birthday weekend in Avignon’ to bring you these snippets of my life here lately in The LPV. ++ See that pretty brown guy up there? That’s my new buddy Aero, he belongs to my friend Martine (Martine is from Ireland…
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Avignon, The First Night
After our afternoon in Châteauneuf-du-Pape, we scurried down to Avignon and checked into the hotel (I always stay in the same hotel in Avignon… it’s a hop, skip, and a jump from a pub, on the same street as Zara and H&M, and only a few minutes walk from The Palais des Papes… in short, it’s…
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A Princess in Châteauneuf-du-Pape
The Princess I’m referring to in the post title is me (obviously, but I’m guessing you knew that already). When The London’s arrived in The LPV before our trip to Châteauneuf-du-Pape and Avignon, Mrs. London presented me with a tiara for the weekend, because she knows that everyone should be treated like royalty on their birthday…
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