It seems that everybody is doing a year in review of their best stuff for 2012 so I thought I would do the same. Not that I think for one minute you’re actually going to click on any of the links, but at least you can look at the pictures, and will know what went on, right? I’m hooking up… Read More
How do you combat the distressing, dispiriting process of . . . chucking the tree? Why, you organize a hunt for chocolate ornaments! High up so that the dog can’t get them. Rules of Engagement: All’s fair in love and chocolate. And we’re off! Woah! What was that? Hey! Body slam! (I preferred this picture to the non-blurry one where… Read More
To “train the dog” is “dresser (dress-ay) le chien” in French. And it’s a long, long (unlooked-for) process to have a nice obedient dog that is dressé. You have this cuteness and this. And then you have this. Christmas takes on a whole new meaning when you have a puppy. I was optimistic that with a name like Hunter, we would… Read More
The crèche Santons from Provence is famous in France. Crèche means “Nativity Scene,” and it’s also the word used for “daycare.” Before attending Maternelle, Petit Prince used to go to crèche. It’s pronounced cresh. The notion of the crèche started with St Francis in the early 13th century in Italy. He constructed a live nativity scene in the mountains, which… Read More
I wanted this to be a photo-journalistic post of our tree decorating, our excursion into Paris and the long suffering look on the dog when we finally gave him a bath. But I lost all my photos when I precipitately pulled out the external hard drive cable during the download. Friday night we decorated the tree with our group, each… Read More
In continuing the vein of light self-mockery (I have a lively sense of the ridiculous), I thought I would bring you a choice selection from my album of wedding bloopers. Yes, I have an entire album. I know you won’t think it from some of the pictures, but I was deliriously happy on my wedding day, and I was a… Read More
