Hello Paris….

It’s here.

I can almost taste it…it’s that close.

My clothes are packed…

my shoes wrapped up…

my passport is tucked away in my bag.

I’ve charged my camera batteries up…

I have chosen the lenses i am bringing along.

I am leaving my computer home where it belongs as

i would like to spend every waking minute devouring the city.

I bought an international plan for my iphone so that i can at least

twitter the moments for you so that you can live

the journey as well.

My flight is overnight…so i arrive in Paris at 8am Wednesday morning.

I will spend three days in Paris with one of my closest friends…Kimberly.

We will also meet up with Simone..who I’ve yet to meet but cannot wait to.

I have a special compartment in my suitcase filled with treasures for my friends.

After three full days in Paris…Kim and I will head on the train down to Avignon…

…which lies in the heart of the south of France….

and spend three days wandering the streets in search of …

ummm

who knows.

Possibly a flea market…or maybe we’ll get lost and find our own adventure.

Then i will leave Kim and head back up to Paris

for one more night before i fly back home.

To answer your question….

yes..i am bringing an extra suitcase for treasures.

anyhoo….

I am signing off.

Seriously…do you really want to read old posts from years past..

i didn’t think so.

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Till we meet again.

xo

I didn’t know…..

I realize that some of you might drop me like a fly…

and i don’t blame you.

It’s been that sort of week.

I just want to say that i plead the fifth.

I had no idea that it was ILLEGAL to leave children unattended in a car.

I really only left them for maybe 10 minutes at the MOST…

to run in and grab a pair of shoes i had on hold.
I promise the kids had water…
errrr
i think think they did.

I was standing in line…

seriously…the LONGEST line ever…

only to hear one of the girls near a window say aloud

that there were kids in a mini van outside.

gulp

deep breath

run outside

run straight into a police officer.
I was so embarrassed.
I didn’t know.


This is Phil….he works for
Child Protective Services.
He was nice enough to let me photograph him as
he wrote me up.
He didn’t think it was funny when i offered him a glass of wine though…
seriously…
it was almost five o’clock.

Oh susannah…..

I only made it thru Monday before i called the park district and signed the

kids up for a no school day field trip.

I really was going to try this week….

you know…

try to be “that” mom.

But i failed….and i failed so early on in the week that i don’t know how to

turn it around and make it all better..

actually…i’ll make it all better soon…

just not by tomorrow because there is another field trip to be had.

I mean really….how many times can we sing

’100 bottles of beer on the wall…100 bottle of beer…’

ooops…wrong song.

I mean….’Oh susannah…don’t you cry for me’

As of right now i have about 15 minutes before i have to go and pick them up…

and while i sit here typing away ….

our hermit crab is missing.
gone.
escaped.
lost.

I should probably be looking for it…

but i’m not the one that put him in a glass bowl this morning so

he could stretch his legs.

I have a feeling my next recipe will be crab legs….

don’t get to excited because it’ll only be an appi.

I also tried to get into my stylist this week to get my hair cut…

and since she always books 3 weeks out..

i had to try someone new today.

I’ll let you in on a secret….

never try someone new before you head out to France.

Just a small word of wisdom from this girl to you.

I am going to go all out for Thursday though…

as i am planning a backyard picnic.
I will redeem myself on Thursday….

That is…

if the crab is found.