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{The LPV: November 2009} |
Since I've been filling you in on tidbits of what I've been up to lately, I thought I'd tell you about what Gregory has been doing since we said goodbye in Paris twenty-six days ago.
First, he spent a few days at Brother-in-Law's where La Petite chased Fifty around trying to turn him into her tutu-wearing, Princess tea partner. Oh, and she renamed him Titi. I think the two of them got out of there in the nick of time.
Next up was a blissful week in Toulon with The Londons (on second thought, I'm not entirely sure how blissful it was for Mrs. London). Gregory and Mr. London gardened, built a fire pit, barbecued and drank Ricard. It was basically their idea of heaven. Occasionally a photo from Mr. London would pop up on my Instagram feed of the two of them in front of an outdoor fire with glasses of pastis and hashtags like; #perfectevening #bestnightever. I'm so glad that I got out of the way so Gregory could have some quality time with his hetero-life partner.
They weren't entirely homebodies though, they managed to make it out to a nightclub on a couple occasions and on one of those, Mr. London attempted to drop it like its hot and dropped it too hot and split his pants wide open. So naturally Gregory spent the rest of the evening trying to throw ice cubes in the hole. As you do. (Shout out to Mrs. London for keeping me in the loop.)
After a week of non-stop bromance, Gregory headed north to French Maman's in Auvergne. He ate fois gras, beef tongue (his favorite), lots of Cantal cheese (another one of his favorites) and Bleu d'Auvergne (my favorite). On his last night there, French Nana opened a bottle of 1969 Saint-Emilion Grand Cru. Then she phoned me to tell me how sorry she was that I wasn't there to drink it. Not cool French Nana, not cool... your uppance will come.
With the week over and his belly full, he made a quick stop at The Gypsy's to say goodbye before returning to The LPV to tie up the last of the loose ends and to bid au revoir. The Croupier hosted a small party for him with all of the usual suspects there; laughs were had, and tears were shed. Then four days ago he returned to Toulon to finish up his final days in France with his faithful Bumder.
And that's that. One short flight from Marseille to Paris, followed by a super long one to Houston, and Gregory, Fifty and I will all be reunited this afternoon, ready to start our new lives together in America (sh*t just got real).
Bisous!
oooh how exciting, altho I had tears in my eyes this at the thought of Gregory saying all those goodbyes. But good times a'coming I'm sure. I really hope Fifty is ok.
ReplyDeleteYeah the goodbyes are difficult but I bet he can't wait to see you again. Like tricia said, I hope Fifty coped with the journey ok.
ReplyDeleteI am laughing so hard at the bromance that still blossoms between Gregory and Mr. London, ice throwing and all. I'm sure it's a difficult goodbye for him, but now you can take lots of trips and the Londons can come visit! I hope Fifty did beautifully on the trip, and I'm so happy your family is reunited <3
ReplyDeleteHahaha, that bromance sounds intense! How exciting!!!!!
ReplyDeleteSo happy for you all Sara. It will be some reunion. What a wonderful time for you.
ReplyDeleteYay! I am so happy that you guys are back together! Can't wait to read more about your adventures! Hope they had a good and safe flight!
ReplyDeleteAww, so glad he got all that quality time with Mr L before the big move, enjoy your new lives together again!
ReplyDeleteI love that photo! And "your uppance will come", heh heh
ReplyDeleteAnd so the new adventure begins! As a result will there be a new blog? Warm wishes for your reunion.
ReplyDeletewoohoo! I can't wait to hear about Gregory's adventures in the states :)
ReplyDeleteWheeeeee! Exciting stuff. Enjoy the reunion *lecherous wink* x x x
ReplyDeleteI think Gregory and Mr London should have a blog about their bromance! ; ) Seriously, you must be so excited to see Gregory and Fifty.
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Does Fifty get to sit in the cabin with Gregory, or have to go down with the baggage? It could be worrisome either way, on the long leg of the journey. (It doesn't sound as long, however, as my route from Marseille to Paris to San Francisco and vice versa.) Hope you're having some fun!
ReplyDeleteI hope you had the most wonderful reunion yesterday!! So happy for you that Gregory and Fifty are finally coming over. Have an amazing Sunday and an exciting start to your new adventure together :)
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like the only way he's been surviving without you is because he's had dozens of other people to distract him! Three weeks is a long time! I know you're ready to have him back, sheet-stealing tendencies and all.
ReplyDeleteThe new adventure is about to begin! It must have been difficult for Gregory to say his goodbyes but he certainly had an enjoyable time too. A 1969 St Emilion - what a rare treat. Good luck to you both! (and to Fifty too)
ReplyDeleteeeeek chills for Y'ALL!
ReplyDeleteyesh - *hit DID just get totally real. Hope you guys had a great weekend #1 in good ole 'merica! :)
ReplyDeleteI felt like I should be sad reading about all those goodbyes, but all I could think about was Gregory throwing ice cubes at the pants hole. Hahahaha.
ReplyDeleteIt will be a great reunion!
ReplyDeleteThis made me laugh at loud. Split pants, non-sharing grannies, le pauvre Fifty in a tutu...looks like Gregory had quite some adventures while you were apart! Glad you're now reunited though! At least you can use the jet lag re acclimation time to watch all the Lifetime you want (I feel you on that one...those movies are so bad but I won't stop watching anyway)
ReplyDeleteSh*t did just get real - wow! Hope they arrived and the reunion was wonderful!
ReplyDelete(Wondering if Gregory will find his fave food - beef tongue - in the old U S of A?)
Get that boy a lengua taco while y'all are in San Antonio if he loves beef tongue so much!! Yum yum yummmmm
ReplyDeleteNana could have sent a bottle over with him . . . My MIL keeps bringing out the good wine during my pregnancy and it's like, can't you just wait a few months??
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