Coffee in the quiet First coffee in the morning, without rushing. Italian Roast, freshly brewed. The aroma, savored before I swallow. I will take my time. With everything. Even writing. Heaven. It is Saturday. There will be no lunch making at 7:30 a.m., no sluggish adolescent to poke and prod to get him to stir, […]
If I close my eyes so I may dream. . .
If I close my eyes to dream, I must fill the empty pages. If I close my eyes to dream, I journey to Paris where I am invisible, and I am seen. I make my way to the Seine, I walk along its quais and through its crowds, I wander north,through jostling neighborhoods toward home, […]
Stereotypes, Generalizations, and Judgments are BAD. Or Am I Being Too Judgmental?
Judge not, or…
Are French Men Irresistible?
The myth of the French man? Some of it isn’t myth…
Ten (Fashionable?) Things You Don’t Know About Me…
Ah… the things we don’t know about others…
Ah Chéri, I Never Spoke the Words
Flash Fiction: Paris rooftops, lost love.
Everyone needs a Parisian adventure, n’est-ce pas?
I wandered into this, compliments of Google. Perhaps you’ve seen it elsewhere, but I loved it. (But then, what’s not to love? It’s delicious and romantic in an endearing, geeky sort of way.) A Parisian love story. Even though it’s an ad for Google, it’s quite charming, meandering from a few key phrases to translate […]
Metro Tickets in My Pocket, Black Cat, Mashed Potatoes
Metro tickets in my pocket I finally drop my weary body onto the bed. It’s nearly 9 at night and my son pops into my room and wants to go out. It’s Thanksgiving break. He’s 16. Of course he wants to go out. Where? To a nearby pizza joint, about two miles away where friends […]
Parenting Tips: When Kids Are Ready for Home Alone
I recently described a transatlantic booty call from an old friend – with the possibility of a free trip to Paris (compliments of his generosity). French sex versus responsible parenting? For me, it’s a no-brainer; I received commiseration from the single moms (how romantic, how nice to dream, etc.), and from the single dads – […]
Third Date Sex (and the LDR)
First, check your teeth for a bit of broccoli. Use the rear-view mirror if you must, as he runs into the Seven Eleven for you-know-what. It’s the third date, and you’re GO for lift-off. Sex! Kissing is key, but if you’re about to embark on Third Date Sex (TDS) you’ve already sampled the smooching in […]