Sunglasses hide the fine laugh lines around my eyes so that I can continue in my delusion of youth.

I think I was born in the wrong era.

I am meant to live in the 19th century. In  England.  Born into an aristocratic family that is independently wealthy and doesn’t need to marry off its daughters to save them from becoming spinster governesses.

Not that I would have to worry about that anyway because I am “tolerable enough, I suppose” and have to reject suitors on a regular basis.  Of course, my spitfire temper ensures that I have snared the most devastatingly handsome catch of our time, whose only vice is pride.

Welcome to my blog.  This is where I deal with the real issues in life.

Oh . . . that’s not concrete enough?  Well, I am wife to a Frenchman, mother to three of his children.

I have lived in Asia, Africa, Europe and New York City, and I speak French and some Mandarin.

I battle depression and I am filled with hope.

My blog is about life and sometimes grief, parenting, gardening and all things French. It is also a cooking blog, with primarily easy French recipes. On occasion, I am accidentally funny. 

I am a Christian and I love to study and write about the Bible.  And although this is not a Christian blog (most of the time), I am open to guest posting elsewhere on the subject.

I am PR-friendly.  Feel free to share my photos (except family pictures please), my words and my recipes without my permission, as long as you link back to me.  If would like to contact me, I can be reached by e-mail at aladyinfrance@gmail.com on Facebook, and on Twitter (@aladyinfrance).

Thank you for reading my blog.

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