2016-The Year of the Baby!

Happy New Year! I hope all of you had wonderful holidays and got to spend plenty of quality time with family and friends. We were blessed to be able to celebrate Christmas in Paris. Christmas Eve, Matt and I attended Midnight Mass at a heavily guarded Notre Dame. Temporary fences provided a wide perimeter around…

Prayers for Paris

We woke this morning like it was any other Saturday morning. After sleeping in a bit and exchanging good morning kisses, we grabbed our phones to check for anything we missed last night. Life in the “always connected” world. What we saw shocked us. Messages had come in throughout the night on Facebook, email, text…

French Jokes and Crystal Chandeliers

I am funny in multiple languages—at least after an adult beverage or two. For the second time since we’ve moved here I’ve made French people laugh in their own language and it didn’t have anything to do with my terrible accent (at least that’s what I’ll keep telling myself). It all started when we went…

The Stars of Champagne–A Tasty Adventure

“What did Dom Perignon say to fellow monks after he invented champagne? … Come quickly, I am tasting the stars.” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars This weekend we’re going to be heading back up to Bordeaux—this time to explore the Saint-Émilion region. Thinking about the tastings we have planned, I began reminiscing to…

Painting a Picture of Giverny

I am following Nature without being able to grasp her, I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.-Claude Monet Looking back at photos we’ve taken during our past month in France, I am reminded how lucky we are to get to travel abroad and see so many new and wonderful sights. Monet contributed his becoming a painter…

Une Semaine à Paris: The Part on a Bike at Night

My Paris fantasy? Riding around the city on a sunny day in a cute sundress on a bike with a basket holding a baguette. Not specific at all. Fortunately, that was one fantasy we were well able to oblige! We ended up doing three Fat Tire Bike Tours while we were there and loved each one…

Une semaine à Paris: Part One

Paris is an amazing city. Old. New. Bright and beautiful. Dark and dirty. Full of romance and whispered secrets. Thronged by tourists and natives and haunted by the ghosts of kings, queens and artists past. Even though we stopped through Paris on the day we arrived in France, we flew to Toulouse first to start getting settled and…

Small Country, Big Portions: An Observation

(Warning: this post may make you very, very hungry.) When we were getting ready to move to France I had the misconception that portions here would be much smaller than the U.S. (after all, requesting a doggy bag in France is so gauche–at least according to many guide books). Boy was I wrong. Everywhere we’ve eaten,…