Today is the 1-year anniversary of when I got married. Sorry, but I’m about to get all lovey-dovey. It’s for my husband, not you, so don’t puke your breakfast by reading on. (Unless you want to, of course — read on, I mean. Not puke your breakfast.) One year ago today, my Frenchman and I […]
“Why shouldn’t truth be stranger than fiction? Fiction, after all, has to make sense.” – Mark Twain
“I do not like to write – I like to have written.” – Gloria Steinem Je suis en Provence avec mon mari. C’est très jolie.
My husband is French. As a result, our childhoods were markedly different. My cultural identity is American, his is French, and there are some things we will just never understand about each other. He will never laugh at sex jokes, and I will never enjoy stinky cheese. What I’ve found most hilarious are my attempts […]