Tag: The Husband
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inappropriate
The Husband went for his annual check up and he phoned me afterwords…(We had a a bet to see if he has gained weight since I moved in; he did, 1kg) He was happy to report that the doctor told him he was perfect (but as he said, she didn’t check his brain), and then…
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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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Saved by French Mommy
You know how I wasn’t super excited about going to Brother-in-Law’s Halloween party? Well now I don’t have to… French Mommy has come to the rescue (sort of). The Husband remembered that he has next Monday off of work and the three day weekend is the perfect (and only) opportunity for us to visit French Mommy…
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all you can eat
The Husband loves to eat. He loves his food. And he loves crazy food like beef tongue, veal brains, and beef tartare. This means that anytime we go to Aix en Provence, I know that we’re eating at the place that does the all you can eat beef carpaccio (but I’m pretty much OK with…
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The Husband
{hawt} Today it’s all about The Husband. This morning, turning on my laptop and making my coffee, The Husband asked, “what are you writing today?” “I’m not sure yet, I’ll see.” “You never write about me. Why don’t you ever write about me?” Um, OK. I didn’t know he was feeling so ignored by Le Blog.…
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My First Franciversary
26 September, 2009, Sara Louise moved to Le Petit Village to be with The Boyfriend who six months later would become The Husband, and to rescue a puppy, who had been abandoned in a garbage dumpster and christen him, Fifty. ………………………………………………………………………………………………. On this, the most honorable of days, I will tell you the story of…
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Honey B Got Married
{honey kiss} Last Saturday in a Gothic Cathedral that creeped the bejeezus out of me, Honey Jr’s older brother, the allusive Honey B, got married. ……………………………………………………………………………………………….. I heart this car… And I heart this dress… ……………………………………………………………………………………………….. At the reception there were some toys set up for the children to play with… {Scarface called – he want’s…
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Provence Lampoons Family Vacation: Part 2
According to my laminated itinerary, after collecting my mother at Marseille Airport Saturday morning, we were to head to Aix-en-Provence for a stroll around Cours Mirabeau and lunch at this place that has all you can eat Beef Carpaccio (The Husband can never get enough raw meat). Unfortunately my mother brought Irish weather with her, actually, it was…
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Get The Heck Out Of Dodge
{no parking} Sunday was the annual flea market in Le Petit Village. Stalls lined the streets and at 7am, on my walk with Fifty, I saw the beginning arrival of the brocante lovers. (A 7am Sunday arrival into Le Petit Village is hardcore, it’s not like Le Petit Village is ‘in the neighborhood’. We’re kind…
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The Cousin's Wedding
The Cousin is officially off the market. {Can you hear the hearts breaking?} And I finally got to wear my new shoes… {spiffy} 240 people turned out for the blessed event including everyone’s favorite honey farmers… {Mr. & Mrs. Honey} It’s hard to believe it was only nine months ago, when The Cousin brought his…
It's Me, Sara Louise 