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Ça suffit!
The workmen down our street have been slowly putting the finishing touches on a new house at the end of our tiny alley. Given that there are only three other homes on our street – two of which are mostly unrented summer vacation homes and the other inhabited by an elderly woman who lives alone…
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Fantôme d’égout
So, our plumbing backed up a few weeks ago – and if you’re wondering why I’m just now writing about it, that’s because it’s taken weeks to get it resolved…or at least mostly resolved…ok, somewhat resolved. This is France. It all started on a Saturday about three weeks after we moved in. I had slept…
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Pourquoi vous vous dépêchez?
If multi-tasking were a sport, how many of us would be Olympians? Don’t be shy…raise your hand! My ability to pack as much into each moment as I can was an enviable skill in my previous professional life. I could work on a presentation while taking a phone meeting with a prospective client, answering an…
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Baseball en France
I played softball for only one season as a child and I don’t remember being any good at it. In fact, I don’t remember much about it at all, except that my father was a coach and I like going to practice with him. Oh, and I liked getting ice cream at the Dairy Queen…
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Honorer le rétroviseur
Our driveway is the actual pits here. You ease down a roughly 10% grade and just where the alley narrows significantly, you execute a 90 degree turn over an oddly placed hump and through a pair of narrow iron gates. One wheel literally lifts off the ground about four inches as you navigate the hump. …
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La Vie en Transition
The day that we dropped our boys off for their first day of school was also the day that we moved into our new home. It was a big day, full of excitement and jitters. We were on the cusp. Bobby and I had some time to kill before we met the relocation team at…
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Le Clocher Mouginoise
We live in a village named Mougins. They call it a commune, but not in the way that Americans might use the term, as in: “I’ve sold all my earthly possessions and am now living in a commune!” Oh wait…we did that so maybe not the best comparison. Ok, well here, the commune means something…
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Et alors ça commence!
Four years ago we decided to uproot our lives in Los Angeles. In 2018 we took a wonderful trip to Croatia for a friend’s wedding. After a dinner we walked around by ourselves through the residential streets of Split at dusk. We watched families of all ages on the dirt lots playing soccer. Fathers,…
40 Weeks in France 