The day after The Husband's birthday, or the calm before the storm, as I like to call it, we were all about relaxing. I knew that the BBQ I was throwing (with the aid of mon petit helper, Honey Jr) would be a doozy and a quiet night was in order. And it was quiet, until Brother-in-Law unexpectedly dropped off La Petite for a few hours. But honestly, I'm not really going to complain about a few hours with this bugaboo, now am I?
No, no I'm not.
Plus Fifty loves her too. He licked her head a bunch and then sat back and laughed about it. See him laughing.
And Saturday wasn't just going to be a doozy because of the BBQ... a couple of Irish friends were in Nice for the weekend so of course I told them to get yee to Aix and we will collect thee (yeah, I told them just like that). So before the BBQ, we went to Aix to pick up them up, which of course was a perfect excuse for The Husband to enjoy the all you can eat beef carpaccio that he loves so much. I mean, it was his birthday weekend and all.But because he would be eating loads of merguez and chipolata that night, he stopped at only four plates (very sensible, isn't he?), instead of his usual, gazillion. And you know I don't do trips to Aix without visiting my friend Zara, where I grabbed these...
and this...
Because I like to think everyday is my birthday. H O L L A.
High on raw beef and Zara we headed back to Le Petit Village where I vanquished the boys to the bar for the afternoon (I'm sure you can imagine their distraught faces). I even released Honey Jr from work duty and told him that he had been replaced and his services were no longer required. Shockingly, he didn't fight me on this.
After we (we being my lovely Irish friend, Child Bride and me) got everything ready, we snuck off for a quick apéro at Le Petit Bar (the boys were at a bar in another village... guess they were afraid that Le Petit Bar would be out of Heineken, or pastis, or water). Amazingly, there was Rosé available and ready for consumption (I'm thankful for small miracles). My Irish friend was in awe of the low cost of €1.50 a glass (wine does not cost €1.50 a glass in Dublin. No it does not). So I'm thinking that was the small miracle she was thankful for.
We ran back home a few minutes before 7:00, turned on the music, poured ourselves a drink and waited. We figured the boys would be back any second before the guests arrived but they weren't (Are you surprised by this? I wish I could say I was). They were beaten by these two...
Then the boys finally got back and this one went straight to bed...
{I <3 cuddles}
No, no I'm not.
Plus Fifty loves her too. He licked her head a bunch and then sat back and laughed about it. See him laughing.
And Saturday wasn't just going to be a doozy because of the BBQ... a couple of Irish friends were in Nice for the weekend so of course I told them to get yee to Aix and we will collect thee (yeah, I told them just like that). So before the BBQ, we went to Aix to pick up them up, which of course was a perfect excuse for The Husband to enjoy the all you can eat beef carpaccio that he loves so much. I mean, it was his birthday weekend and all.But because he would be eating loads of merguez and chipolata that night, he stopped at only four plates (very sensible, isn't he?), instead of his usual, gazillion. And you know I don't do trips to Aix without visiting my friend Zara, where I grabbed these...
and this...
High on raw beef and Zara we headed back to Le Petit Village where I vanquished the boys to the bar for the afternoon (I'm sure you can imagine their distraught faces). I even released Honey Jr from work duty and told him that he had been replaced and his services were no longer required. Shockingly, he didn't fight me on this.
After we (we being my lovely Irish friend, Child Bride and me) got everything ready, we snuck off for a quick apéro at Le Petit Bar (the boys were at a bar in another village... guess they were afraid that Le Petit Bar would be out of Heineken, or pastis, or water). Amazingly, there was Rosé available and ready for consumption (I'm thankful for small miracles). My Irish friend was in awe of the low cost of €1.50 a glass (wine does not cost €1.50 a glass in Dublin. No it does not). So I'm thinking that was the small miracle she was thankful for.
We ran back home a few minutes before 7:00, turned on the music, poured ourselves a drink and waited. We figured the boys would be back any second before the guests arrived but they weren't (Are you surprised by this? I wish I could say I was). They were beaten by these two...
{old school}
Allow me to introduce you to Ginette and Odette (or Starsky & Hutch as they are sometimes known). Odette lives to the right of Honey Jr, and Ginette lives to the left of us. Best. Neighbors. Ever. (Hence their BBQ invite).Then the boys finally got back and this one went straight to bed...
It was like, 7:15.
For the record, his face didn't look like that when he arrived.
But that's what you get for falling asleep at my BBQ.
Episode 3 coming soon.
Good work! Anyone who falls asleep drunk before 8pm is fair game in my opinion. You should have shaved off an eyebrow too.
ReplyDeletenice artwork, haha!
ReplyDeletei love those pants! great find. xoxo jillian:: stop by! i'm hosting a jewelry giveaway
ReplyDeleteOMG I used to do the same thing, drawing on people's faces!!
ReplyDeleteOh and that baby is so damn cute!!!
Haha that is one well-drawn moustache! I love the pants from Zara, by the way--so cute!
ReplyDeleteI hope your heart stays young like this forever.
ReplyDeleteThat's hysterical! It reminds me when I was in college and we would draw on each other's faces. Your niece is super cute!
ReplyDeleteI love your stories; can't wait for episode 3. Nice artwork!
ReplyDeleteLoving the cliffhanger...
ReplyDeleteMore soon please.
xo Jane
Okay, now we are getting into my kind of party.
ReplyDeleteLooks like fun! Too bad you didn't strip his shirt off and but him in a bra!
ReplyDeleteThis birthday party sounds like it was a lot of fun. If it has to be written in "episodes," that sounds like a sign that it was very eventful! OMG... that kidney and heart... that's gross! :)
ReplyDelete1. Fify's laughing picture is spectacular.
ReplyDelete2. I want to befriend the old ladies. They look like badasses.
3. Bravo for dawing on the sleepy drunkard's face.
4. Can I make your life into a hit movie?
Awwww! That pic of the doggy and baby is sooo cute!
ReplyDeleteGlad it was a good time. The night wouldn't be complete without a draw on moustache, too!
An adorable baby, cheap rose wine, chic shopping, a dog laughing, raw meat, Sharpied face, and cute old French ladies all in one post?? I can hardly wait to read Episode Trois!
ReplyDeleteIf ever I am blessed enough to meet you, remind me not to fall asleep. har har I can't wait to here part 3.
ReplyDeleteI really love your stories! I have neighbors like Ginette and Odette, too. They are the best kind. Holding my breath for part 3...
ReplyDeleteGreat moustache! Hope it washes off haha! That baby is too cute!
ReplyDeleteCute, cute clothes!!!! Oh and that was a just and obvious thing to do when one falls asleep way to early.
ReplyDeleteTouche!
Love the new wardrobe additions!
ReplyDeleteAnd that last pic is priceless - anyone who falls asleep at 7:00 def deserves to have their face drawn on!
Bisous
Jenna
"high on raw beef and zara"....doesn't get much better no?
ReplyDeleteHahaha I love the last photo, good work! Also I too am amazed at the cheap price of wine, it's so expensive in Australia!
ReplyDeleteJust found your blog and love it, I studied in Aix a million years ago and always wanted to marry a Frenchman but instead married a very English man and live near London, am still plotting that one day I will live there again ...by the way, is Sarah Louise your real name? if so, we share the same names xx
ReplyDeleteHilarious! Love the first pic with your laughing dog and the last one is classic.
ReplyDeleteOh this is hilarious! That last photo made me laugh out loud, I agree with Kirsty, anyone asleep before 8pm is fair game!
ReplyDeleteAwesome. x hivenn
ReplyDeleteVery cute!
ReplyDeleteEveryone needs a Ginette and an Odette in their village!
Sounds like a fun filled, exciting birthday!! I love the photo os Starsky and Hutch! Good neighbors to have!
ReplyDeleteOMG, I'm in hysterics! Stasky and Hutch, laughing Fifty, moustached sleeping barfly boy ... it's all too much!! :-)
ReplyDeleteOh, and p.s. I love the whole Zara ensemble (pronounced a la francaise with the "bluh" at the end), its fantastique!!
ReplyDeleteAnd to all of this I'll repeat your "HOLLA" And Happy 4th of July - or upcoming Bastille day - either way will take one for the team and plant my lips on a French Rose` just for you. xo
ReplyDeleteSnort. Hahahaha!
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