I know my husband hates messy-faced-baby photos, but I can’t help but share with you the pure joy of Zélie and chocolate fondue. We’re all a little under the weather this past week, so when you need to pull dessert out in a pinch, why not melt chocolate with a little cream and dip in [...]
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How oh how did Eurovision miss me all theses years. Such a fantastic pageant of spectacular song writing and dance and excitement. It’s American Idol without the painful commitment. It has the beauty contest hosts. It has the results at the end of the show! We watched it with our little peanut gallery who were [...]
I’m actually an extremely neat person. It’s just, at the moment, it’s all very one-step-forward with eight little steps back. And similar to having your drunk uncle ransack your house in an adult diaper muttering “Otto!” “Lucy pop!” demanding to be fed as he staggers with a glass dish to the kitchen, there is an [...]
These are the stories I hear when Brent comes back from a hard day in the pasture. Over the years, we’ve both managed humans of various disciplines. Dancers, Actors, Volunteers, Friends, Children, Geeks, Math students, Students and Cats. After a year of working a little bit with the cows, I’m starting to recognize similar techniques [...]
“Mom, mom. Don’t eat 10,000 kilos of food. You know why? You know why, mom? Because if you eat 10,000 kilos of food, you’ll have a very long poo.”
A retriever and a one-year-old have a symbiotic relationship. She-dog with the insatiable appetite and She-bub with the opposable thumb. Tosca, with her big ideas of breaking into unopened dogfood bags, masterminded this cunning plan. It goes a little something like this: - The “barn cats” bust in with the claws and the bag and [...]
Oh I do loves me some strong coffee. In America, we used to have this amazing machine that giveth some perfect espresso every morning. It’s gone now as are my yuppie years (and we ponder what an aging yuppie will become. A “Guppie”, geriatric-urban-professional? A “Muppie”, maturing-urban-professional? ). As we settle into peasant farming life, [...]
Due to the tremendous flood of premature birthday wishes, mainly my sisters, but really one of them … twice (she’s very happy that I’ve hit a big one) and my mother, all of them early (when you get no mail at all other than piles of advertisements we call “Conforamagasm” and bills, two cards [...]
At times, when things are slow, somewhere between after the cows have been mooved to the kids being fed and in bed, we get time to blog or read or listen to the radio or play “youtube song wars.” and right now, I’m in the lead. With this beauty: the brown leather [...]
Otto participated in a département - wide basketball match. Basketball is called “basket” (say that with a French accent if you will). It turns out of all the departements, in all the villages, in all the world, we walked into a strong basketball program. With my tall American boy, who is genuinely interested in basketball, he [...]
