Category: Living in France
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Going Barefoot
My daughter is growing up. I stare at her is disbelief. Wasn’t it a few days ago that I was singing, "This little piggy goes to the market, this little piggy stays home?" Chelsea is looking at universities for next…
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Dinner Party Par Terre
When the guests arrived everything was in its place. Candles lite, music turn down low, wine opened, lipstick applied, the table set. Mingle mingle, drinky drinky and the party flowed. After the aperitif…
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Calling 49
Those numbers keep piling up one after another! They seem to be rolling out faster then I can keep track of! Not so long ago 14 was here, then poof it was 37,…
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A Spoonful of Sugar
Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down so they say. My French language skills contain a ton of errors, and I have a heavy accent. So when I meet…
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George Lucien Jean Cadic
L’amour partagé est une lumière même dans l’obscurité. Shared love is a light even in darkness.…
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Red Riding Hood’s Secret
Today at the flea market in Marseille, I came across Little Miss Riding Hood. She was extra cheery at that ungodly hour. What is it with her? Why is she so very…