But I must take a minute to vent about the health care insanity going on back home. If you can, please check out this example of 1) Why the healthcare reform will make a positive difference for many people – many hard working, self-employed people who can’t get insurance coverage at any price. And 2)…
It’s been far too long since I updated you (few) loyal readers on my latest Parisian antics. And that’s in part because I’m kind of working (booo! hiss!) and taking too many French classes to count (mon dieu!). But it’s also because we had our very first guest, all the way from Finland! This was…
Ten points to anyone who can place that quote. Twenty points if the absurdity of this French textbook title made you giggle. Fifty points and all my life’s possessions if you can engineer micro-chip to be placed directly into my brain so I will never have to open such a textbook ever again. You see,…
I’m not usually a fan of le football. It’s long and slow and unless David Beckham is running around naked, I could care less. Actually, unless David Beckham and Thierry Henry and that Brazilian Portuguese guy who carries a man purse are sitting naked with me on the sofa, I would usually rather poke my eyeballs…
Having spent a very random Wednesday afternoon at a vintage Chanel auction, I thought I’d take a minute to share a bit of the fabulosity with you all. But first let me explain the wondrous creature pictured above. Walking through the doors of the Drouot Auction House, I was nearly mauled by her double-C logoed…
Let my freshly Rosetta Stoned brain translate for you: SH*T! IT’S RAINING! Yes, it’s been sputtering and drizzling and utterly downpouring for the past few days. And it’s making it terribly hard to motivate. Seriously, it’s nearly 1pm 2pm in Paris, Brad Pitt is out there roaming the streets somewhere and I can’t even muster the…
Some of you might recall the crime wave that hit (me specifically) back in January. During that hellish week a 4 foot tall pickpocket absconded with my wallet, used my bank card to purchase metro tickets and was never to be seen again. Or so I thought. I had long ago cancelled all of my…
Last night I was hopelessly, madly in love with this city. Blame it on the wine, blame it on the exquisite specimen of a husband sitting next to me, blame it on the heady fumes of escargot-duck-tarte tatin trailing us from dinner. But last night as our taxi whizzed through the grand streets of Paris,…
One of the most exciting parts of moving to a brand new city is meeting brand new people. I know this because I was reminded, oh, about 8 million times by anyone and everyone who found out I was moving to Paris. “Think of how many interesting people you’re going meet!” they would say. “You’re…
Last night I ate an entire baguette for dinner. With the most delicious french butter I have ever tasted. And a chocolate chip cookie for dessert. Ok, ok. I also ate some peas, just to get a little green in there. But mostly it was a boulangerie-sponsored repast. And today all I can think about…
Unlikely Diplomat 