Friday, August 12, 2011

A Testament to my Texas family in France

{rEdOnKuLoUs}

There I was at Aidan's on Saturday afternoon... wondering how I ended up with a nipple cream stain on the hem of my new dress (this is the type thing that could only happen to me. I'm a big ol'  M E double S) wearing my fab new finger accessory, aka doll jeans, and drinking my beer out of a mason jar. Because that's just me... nipple cream stains, doll jean finger gloves, and mason jar beers. I bet you really want me to come over don't you?

(You know I'm kidding about the doll jean finger gloves right? Not about me wearing them, clearly I was, but that they are my fab accessory. I promise, they are not. Even Punky Brewster disciples like me have limits).

(And if you are wondering what on earth I, a never had a baby lady, was doing with nipple cream, apparently it is very good for dry heels. Well according to someone else anyway. I'm not going to name names, but her name does start with the letter, 'A').
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We're going to do this post in snippets. Little snippets of the weekend instead of one cohesive tale. I'm not feeling very cohesive this morning (I'm trying to cut back on the coffee). Apologies.

{puppy love}

This is how The Husband woke up at Aidan's Saturday morning... with sweet puppy kisses from Clementine. Fifty will never see this photo. Ever. We don't need him on the ledge of our roof again. 

When we're at Aidan's we kind of just dig in and become part of the family. Which is nice, since my family are all so far away. Sure I have The Husband's family, but they don't get me (my intermediate French is to blame... I think). The Husband becomes 'The Manny' and plays with the kids and Aidan and I do things like go to the grocery store and cook together (mostly Aidan cooks, I kinda hangout, drink beer out of mason jars, paint her daughter's toe nails yellow, and peel like, one shrimp).

We hang out in our bikinis all day. Something I haven't done since my Texas days. But as I've said before, Aidan's house is like the Texas Embassy. We say y'all and dude a lot. The Husband and Aidan's husband have a ping-pong tournament (I'm not joking, they make it into an actual tournament... dorks) and we make jalapeños stuffed with cream cheese wrapped in bacon. The best, most delicious, treat that I used to eat all the time and completely forget about after the six years in Dublin and almost two here (two years at the end of September... can you believe it?! I can't).

And we laugh at Aidan's youngest (he's not quite three) when he comes running out onto the terrace naked as a jay bird, declaring that it is bath time. Which is so funny, because I think that if there was an incredible shrinking machine, and you put The Husband in it, he would come out and be Aidan's youngest, and so when he did his little naked as a jay bird bath time appearance, it only confirmed my theory. (This is one of those things that I'm going to get in trouble for later.)

{my Texas family in France... and The Husband too}

And we go to the beach too. There we are... A bunch of Texans hanging out on a beach in the south of France (with The Husband of course). Not on holiday. Just a normal Sunday on the Mediterranean... wondering how we all got here, wishing we had a tall boy in a coozy, but thinking about how very lucky we are. Nipple cream stains and all.

It's pretty cool y'all.

bisou




P.S. you can read Aidan's take on all this here 

25 comments:

  1. You crack me up!!! I love a mason jar for beer too ;) Cheers my Texas friend!

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  2. You are so funny. I love the life you've built in Provence. I just know you would be such a fun bunch to hang around with! xo

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  4. Wish I could have been a fly on the wall and watched it all; sounds very fun.

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  5. You are lucky indeed!! But I don't blame you for missing Texas food and slang. Jalepeno poppers are the best, y'all.

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  7. I can tell - by the way you write this post - that you've been hanging out with your southern, American friends. lol I love it! You're so bilingual. ;)

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  8. Love it. Personally, as you describe things, it makes me want to visit Provence more. I think fifty is a big dog, he can handle clementine. Though she might be too young for him.

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  9. Gosh! it looks just like Lake Travis - well, close enough. I guess this is a family swimming place, not a "public" one. [wink, wink!]

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  10. This is such a sweet story. I was wondering why you had nipple cream. I didn't associate it with babies... but rather... I thought of it like whip cream. Whoops.

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  11. I LOVE LOVE what you said about Aidan's house being like the Texas Embassy! I am so proud that she is our Ambassador =)

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  12. I am cracking up - like, seriously you had me laughing in the first paragraph (I'm clearly 5 years old, because the thoughts of nipple cream smudges made me laugh out loud).
    Also, beer in a mason jar = absolute perfection! And I also laughed over the thoughts of poor Fifty's jealousy over that picture - definitely keep it under wraps!
    Hope you're having a gorgeous weekend, xox.

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  13. Thank you for explaining the nipple cream. My friend sent me a packing list for our Caribbean cruise and she had "boob stickers" on the list. Little miss "out of the box" and "under a rock" didn't know what they were. So between you and her, I got quite the Nipple Ed this week. Thank you, ladies. I may just add nipple cream to my packing list in case I get cracked heels in Half Moon Cay.

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  14. oh man, I'm missing out on all the fun! What's the rumor I hear about another blogapalooza?

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  15. I love this post. I want to hug it. Made me feel like I was back in Texas. Warm fuzzies.

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  16. haha, I'm totally laughing outloud! Love that last picture of the beautiful water too!

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  17. Awww, how cool is that! And nipple cream is all the range this summer, just right after yellow nail varnish. Don't ya know? xx

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  18. Sounds like great fun Sara, plus you were rockin' those doll jeans :) Hope to meet you gals someday soon!

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  19. Beer just tastes better out of mason jars. That might be science. We should run an experiment. Hypothesis: If beer is consumed out of a mason jar then it tastes, like, WAY better.

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  20. That was the funniest beginning to a post ever! Glad you had so much fun, it sounds fantastic! Oh and ping-pong tournaments are the best! :p

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