I thought I had seen all fashionable sides of Michael. Evidently our friendship carried on in warm weather. It’s getting chilly here in Southwest France, which means for some of us the fleece and heavy jackets come out. For others, it is fantastic knitted sweaters (or jumpers for the Commonwealth). Michael and Munson live in [...]
Archive for November, 2010
Well that’s a bit of an exaggeration. We have a pile of vines that are going away and buried in the leaves and roots are large pieces of dry wood. Now that Mr. Green is alive! We need food for him. Brent had a plan to harvest the posts of which we did three rows [...]
While shedding our Seattle life in preparation for our move to France, we got rid of a lot of shtuff. I went through a few pregnancies and sizes, I optimistically brought my skinny jeans and those things that went with them. Brent gave away a pile of rugby jumpers that were well worn or too [...]
The JCB came today and the kids had to stay inside to avoid any potential dangers. It turned out to be a gorgeous, warm day of which we got to catch the last bit of. Lucy found the old Skoda tire swing that Brent hung in the barn at the old place. She tried to [...]
It was a crazy, but exciting day today. The kids were home from school. The chimney man cometh. The door and window men were here. Chimney is clean and a new door hangs. But wait … in the midst of it all, Brent managed to crank out three jars and one terrine of head cheese. [...]
In my (almost) two years here in France, I’ve noticed a lot of music that is played at the various stores. What stands out to me is the frequent play of any song sung in English that have “fuck you” in the chorus. Lily Allen’s Fuck You and Cee Lo Green’s Fuck You song have [...]
Lucy, Otto and Clementine call this “Quattro’s Bath.” Lucy will tell you that really it’s a “butt washer.” For now, it’s another pink thing in our very pink bathroom. I’ve Ikea-ed a lot of the bathroom to diffuse the intensity so It’s looking much better now. When Mr. Drill Man helps me hang the final [...]
… see, more pregnancy. maybe I DO want to write a pregnancy blog. But I forgot this bit with the last post … I totally left out the most different part of the prenatal care in France. I guess I got so used to it. While the prenatal care is very similar in both countries, [...]
I never planned or had the desire to write up my pregnancy in France explaining how things are different or not different here. And this being my fourth pregnancy, I’ll surely leave out the interesting bits as they are not so interesting the fourth time around. There are women who love being pregnant; I am [...]
Lucy brought on a sudden haircut when she took it upon herself to cut the bubblegum out of her hair all by herself. Two hair ladies spoke firm french words with her using that finger they do, but managed to blend it all in with some “fringe” and “le plunge” action.
