Our dirty Christmas apartment

Our Christmas decorations, did you really think I’d show how dirty the rest of our apartment is?

Our Christmas decorations, did you really think I’d show how dirty the rest of our apartment is?


With the holidays growing near, the rush is on to finish all our last minute work projects, which seem to spring up like mushrooms in the shade of vacation time, and prepare for the transatlantic journey back to California.
Since we never host Christmas, the apartment starts looking more and more haggard as the holiday season continues on. Right now, all the radiators are covered with damp clothes, as I try to dry laundry in a hurry before our plane leaves Tuesday. (For those who have never had the pleasure, a cast iron radiator is the poor man’s dryer.)
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Christmas gifts from Toulouse

The Nutcracker, Repetto store front.

The Nutcracker, Repetto store front.


My annual holiday visit to the states is almost here and it’s time to stock up holiday gifts for the family before heading back home.
After all, what is the point of living in France if you don’t bring back souvenirs? Christmas shopping is always a stressful time. After living in France for a few years, I’m starting to run out of good ideas for Frenchy things to get for the family. Foie gras, Mariage Frères tea, opinel knives and t-shirts from assorted regions are just a few examples from previous years.
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My Blue Wedding : Taming the expectations monster

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Before my October wedding, my expectations for post-wedding life had really gotten out of control. In the stress of preparing gift bags, making hotel reservations and calling guests, my imagination had gone wild with imagining life afterwards. My mother always told me not to count on big life changes, such as starting college or getting a new job, to magically change the way things are or how I see them, but that’s exactly what I did with the wedding.
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