adventures of an american housewife in the south of france

What France Taught Me

On Tuesday afternoon we took a break from packing and went for one last walk down to the River Lez. We brought with us a small token to take part in a tradition that couples have been doing for years on the Pont des Artes in Paris and has recently started here in Montpellier - locking up our love for each other and this adventure. Living abroad here in France has been everything I could have ever hoped for. This...

Life Through Photo…Collage

Happy Memorial Day, everyone! So, I was a total slacker and did not blog at all last week.  Sorry.  It's not that I've been incredibly busy, it's just that I've been focused on other things - namely getting ready to head back to the States next week for some epic celebrations.  Hub will be headed to L.A. for work and I'll be going home to Ohio for Brighton's baptism and my Grandma's X0th birthday (don't you...

One Year in France

It's hard to believe that it's been over a year since we said good-bye to San Francisco and started our long journey across the country and back to the Midwest.  It's hard to believe that exactly one year ago today, after a very frustrating trip, we arrived in Montpellier, exhausted and scared without a place to stay.  Relatively speaking, a year is not that long, but in other ways our life before France seems...

Communication Breakdown

Since we've been in France for almost a year now (can you believe it?!), I thought I'd give you all an update on how our French is coming along.  It's been awhile since my last update, so maybe you think we're fluent now? Yeah right.  In a nutshell, here's how I'd describe our French:  meh.  It's a really difficult language to learn in your thirties.  I sort of feel as though we've hit a plateau...

Friday in France

A few of my random thoughts this Friday. Figgy's 7th birthday is on Sunday and Michael and I will be in Prague.  Fig will be with his second family, who absolutely adore him, but I am feeling oddly guilty about not being with him on his birthday.  Not like he knows, right?  Still, I feel like a bad mom. I'm pretty much completely obsessed with smoothies and someone probably needs to have an...

Marché de Noël: Christmas in France

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas over here! I'm really enjoying how festive the town has become.  We've been going on a tour of the Marché de Noël, or Christmas markets.  About a week and a half ago, we visited the small, beautiful town of Annecy on the border of France and Switzerland and had a lovely time at their Marché de Noël. This past weekend, we visited...

A New Season

Earlier this week, after a long day of travel returning from our trip to Stockholm, I sat down in my apartment and realized that our lives here in Montpellier are changing.  Seemingly overnight, the brutally hot summer days have been replaced with crisp morning air and fall leaves.  The bins in the fresh markets that once held peaches and almonds are now filled with chestnuts and squashes.  The throngs of French...

Slow Cooking Thirty

Happy Monday, Friends! First off, thank you to everyone for all the 30th Birthday Wishes.  I feel so loved and wiser already.  I had a very relaxing birthday here and we had a fun time continuing the celebration here with an impromptu Saturday night party.  I spent the morning of my birthday having a café creme and my favorite breakfast pastry, une feuilleté, which is basically a pain au chocolat with a...

I Survived the East Coast Love Tour and All I Got Was This Lousy Blog Post

This is just a quick post to let you all know that I'm alive!  Sorry that you haven't heard from me sooner, but I'm sad to report that my trusty ThinkPad has finally bit the dust.  Yes, I am computerless and writing this post from our old, ancient, dinosaur of a Mac which I can't use to upload pictures or watch Slingbox.  But I can type and go on Facebook, so I guess I'm surviving.  I'm hoping to get a new PC...

Parental Bed Beard

Happy Friday, ya'll!  Sorry it's been a bit quiet over here.  The 'rents are here and I've been busy showing off my new country.  The Hub and I are so happy to have them here and someone else is too.  If there's one thing Figgy loves, it's his "Grandparents."  Case in point:  Yesterday when we walked into the apartment, Fig went straight to Grandpa and Grandma and not to me.  I think it's all the treat-giving...

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