Tag: The Husband
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a good one
Only two weekends left until Christmas… I can hardly believe it. Really, it’s too much, and gone way too quickly. This time last year my mother was arriving for her month long visit and I swear, it is so crystal clear in my head, it could have been yesterday. I know I’m going to sound…
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Francegiving
Isn’t that a festive turkey? It’s courtesy of Mr.London. When he arrived the day before Francegiving, he had a few hours to kill before Gregory came home so I decided to keep him busy (idle hands and all). I asked him if he would like to help with the table place cards and he happily…
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Gregory's Thanksgiving Miracle
I had been planning this year’s Thanksgiving for months. Maybe not ‘planning’ per se, but definitely talking about it. I wasn’t 100% satisfied with the way it had turned out last year and not just the Rudy McRuderude part. It was my first Thanksgiving that I cooked myself and that combined with the fact that…
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soirée en amoureux au bar à vin
My favorite spot for date night with Gregory is the wine bar. It’s a cozy, family owned place not too far from home that serves what I like to call, ‘French tapas’, a plate of morsels of deliciousness as opposed to the normal entrée, plat, dessert. And since we only have a plate of tapas…
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Le Petit Village: The Family Tree
Here’s it is! I have finally put together the Le Petit Village family tree to show how everyone here is related to everyone else because with the exception of a few, they (and now me) all are… ♫WE ARE FAMILY♫ . . . . . . . . . . N O T E S Not…
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L'anniversaire de Mr.London
“I know what I want to get Bumder for his birthday.” “You do! Good! What?“ “A speaker thing for his iphone. It’s really good and really loud but it costs €200.“ “WHAT?! No. Find something else.“ “But he’ll love it!“ “Don’t care.” This was the conversation Gregory and I were having about Mr. London’s birthday…
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Behind the Photos VII
My first spring in Le Petit Village. I had already gotten to experience summer, fall, and winter here but spring was the last. When we left France to go to the States to get married, snow was on the ground, but when we returned, flowers were beginning to blossom and Le Petit Village began to…
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First Fall Friday
This is the story of how we spent the first Friday of fall. Gregory had the day off work which is always nice but having the day off on a Friday is super nice. We didn’t do anything particularly fall like, there was no sipping of pumpkin lattes while going on a hay ride to…
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Behind the Photos VI
I’ve been married for over three years now (three years, six months and three days to be exact). Sometimes it feels like more, sometimes it feels like less. It’s weird. But that’s married life for you. Today one of my dearest friends is getting married in Dublin and I was unable to go. It sucks.…
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Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da
// If you have a child in France, have been a child in France, or know a French child, then you know Sophie the Giraffe. All French kids know Sophie, she’s basically an extra cute chew toy for babies (even La Petite had one). Well a couple of weeks ago I had a dream that…
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