france: thursday 091009

We landed at the Charles de Gaul airport and it was absolutely huge. We walked so far to get to our next flight, but the staff were all friendly. We were able to get our tickets changed without a problem so that we could continue the rest of the flight together.

We got the cutest little rental car. They even gave us a free upgrade to a convertible! A Citroen C3 Pluriel, special edition Charleston. Check him out, we called him Charles;)


We didnt get euros here before we left so we looked for a place to get them in Montpellier when we landed. Had we known the toll roads would take credit cards, we wouldnt have needed to bother yet. Alas, we learned very quickly that there are not really any roadsigns and were lost for almost 3 hours. This part of the story gets a little frustrating for me because when we arrived at the Abbaye de Fontfroide for our room, it was already closed. To make a really long and stressful story short, I found Laura (presumably a caretaker), who was able to let us into the room. It was on the second floor, and we had a serene view from all the windows, plus a pretty stone staircase to walk up. And, it was huge! Plus, the curtain idea was awesome, and Im totally doing it in my craft room.

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She suggested we drive a short way to La Table du Chateau, in Bizanet. Boy was in love with the jellied tomato aperitif. He had cod and I got chicken with seasonal mushrooms. Their flavor exploded in my mouth! Very interesting, as I am only accustomed to 3 or 4 species here.

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To make another long story short, our power converter blew up while I was trying to steam wrinkles out of my dress. Boy found an iron in the closet, but I was so tired that I felt like I would accidentally touch the fabric, so it ended up being a little on the wrinkly side.  Getting to sleep in a bed once again was awesome.


I am sorry for the delay in posts. I had some issues with copying the memory cards to my computer, and with there being sooooo many photos, it kind of turned me off on dealing with it for a while. So instead, ive been working on my house and once i am sure i can delete one of my memory cards, i will take photos to show you what ive been doing.

france: wednesday 090909

Bright and early, we headed off to the courthouse as sneakily as possible. Although we were the first people there, the offices communicated to each other about as well as eggplants do to dogs. So, after an hour and a half of waiting, we finally met with the judge and she read us a little ceremony. Boy and i kept it as legal and dull as possible, since we were having a symbolic ceremony later. Although the thought had crossed our minds while waiting, we did not miss our flight, but Courtney (our ride to the airport) was already waiting for us by the time we got our other errands caught up.

Then the very long plane rides began. First, OHare to Cinncinatti. Although we ordered our tickets months in advance with Expedia, our seats must have been changed because we werent sitting with each other from Cincinnati to Paris, or from there to Montpellier. In Chicago, they were able to change the first set, but we had to change the other once in France.

Our plane was already on final call by the time I took this pic, or i would have taken it again. But see the people loading? Yeah, we were suppose to be down there!


Then to Paris. We got a french magazine and newspaper. I like the AirFrance logo – its a pegasus mermaid creature. Very neat.


We were also fed dinner as seen here. I got cheese lasagna and boy had chicken and rice with complimentary wine. There was some turbulence, hence the mess.


We had miserable sleep, what with the turbulence, the cramped space, and the -90F temperature outside (I was totally frozen – there were ice crystals on my window and i couldnt feel my feet). But we did fly through the most beautiful clouds at sunset that I might have ever seen. Apparently, i did not take a photo.

We were served breakfast of a cheesy egg bagel, and we both got coffee (double cream pour moi, of course). Later, we had a small snack of sweet or salty – i had not-the-american-version-of-sweet cookies, and boy had some salty crunchy things. He was also thrilled to be able to ask the question “does this can make my hand look big?”


And then it was Thursday. Once we arrived in Paris, I asked to have our seats changed and it wasnt a problem. From the window, all of France looks like farms and woods. Beautiful country.

its about time

Now that I have finally been able to catch up on emails, I hope to start sorting through our France photos. I have been quite the busy bee at my new house also – the craft room is almost complete. I need one more organization unit and then everything will have a place! The living room is cleared out to begin painting. The bedroom is cleaned up waiting for the inspiration needed to commit to colors. The dining room will be sorted out more once the living room is done. The kitchen…well all three of us are still avoiding that mess. Until I can get the dining room more cleared to bring my hutch in from the garage, there is just too much crap in there.

In other kitty news, get this. While we were in France, our girls caught their first mouse. Chris let us know that they left it by their food dish. The day we arrived home, boy and I found a chipmunk in the living room, so i properly gave it a resting place outside. I had thought we were in the clear from nasty bloody messes but apparently not.
This last weekend, we came home to find a fresh trophy on their food plate (thank goodness it wasnt on my bed or anything that might be stained!). It was just a mouse head, with the blood and brains still oozing out. Immediately we began the search for the rest of it, but to no avail. Then later, boy tells me “hey, i found the mouse!”. It had happened to be inside Sashas tummy, as she puked it up in the hallway – bones, fur, feet, tail, and all. Gross! Incidentally, we have searched out some holes and filled them up so hopefully no more bloody surprises await us.

I will leave you with a contemplative photo from France. Oh how i wish i could be on that bench dreaming away the day again!