Friday, March 28, 2008

Encounter with a Frenchman

Our last night in Paris the husband and I had been there 9 days. We had eaten at the trendy touristy restaurants and at the delicious hole-in-the-wall restaurants and patisseries. So, he really wanted to try the quick burger. If they have them in America, we don't have them in Oklahoma.

Its kind of like a McDonald's both in price, quality and dining room setup. So, he and I are sitting in a two-seater table facing each other and some drunk man walks in with a sober (or at least semi-sober) friend. The next thing I know the drunk guys is asking us for money in French so he can buy something to eat. Since neither husband nor I speak French, we let him ramble for a few minutes and then husband said, "Sorry, guy. I only speak English." The drunk guy says "you only speak English, well, F*&! you, F*&! you, F*&! you." Husband and I continue eating and ignore him.

The man then gets right up next to my face and starts sticking his tongue out and flapping it and making rude gestures. After about 45 seconds husband has had all he can take and stands up to settle this man to man. (Now, would be a good time to say that many French men are small, and husband is a big man who is very strong). Upon seeing the size of husband the man backed off several feet. As we started to walk toward the door he started coming at husband again. We got out with everything under control though. Whew!

hugs, love and chihuahua kisses

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Bonjour! & Mazel Tov!

Well kids, its official. I am a married lady to the most wonderful, G-d fearing man in the world and I've just returned from a 9 day honeymoon in Paris, France. The wedding was perfect, from start to finish. The honeymoon was great too. Our hotel room had a view of the Eiffel Tower and we even got a free day in London because the airlines messed up our flight. We are still waiting for all the pics from our photographer, but here are a few from friends.

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Wednesday, March 12, 2008


There is a system at my house regarding the laundry. If you need to use the washing machine and someone else's clothes are in put their clothes in the dryer while yours are washing and then put their clothes in a basket so yours can dry.

This system was rudely interrupted this morning at home (which, I've finally almost finished painting the doors red. I just love my new house!)

I noticed a few days ago that the laundry I had done had been placed in a basket for me. It appeared dry. This morning I started folding the laundry before work and the roomie had placed it in the basket W.E.T.

Now, it has to be rewashed. Great. Just the thing I need...more laundry to do. I have a ton of deadlines at work and I'm trying to get those doors finished. I'm getting new cabinet doors in the kitchen soon and those will match the crimson color of the rest of the doors in the house. Yay!

hugs, love, and chihuaha kisses