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May 2006

Soft pastels

May 31, 2006

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Flip flopped

May 30, 2006

My husband is very strict about what the girls can wear. He will not let them wear shirts that show the belly or flip flops. He says the shirts are too sexy for little girls and that flip flops are houseshoes or pool shoes. So, Angel Girl called me to ask if she could pack [...]

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Surrounded by history

May 30, 2006

Here is a shot of buildings circling the area around the Cathedral of Strasbourg. It is like out of a storybook. Google map

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Daddy’s girl

May 29, 2006

The wind blew cool on my warm face as I sat looking out the car window with a still mind simply enjoying the suns caresses deep inside my being. Unexpectantly, tears fell swift and sharp just as I glimsped a stranger. A man standing on the side of the road waiting to cross the street. [...]

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Branching out

May 29, 2006

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Sex differences in cultures

May 29, 2006

The other day, I wrote a post showing a more “private” side of my personality. A side that my husband sees and really no one else. We love to tease, flirt and play with words all the time. It’s great fun. Plus, it keeps the sparks alive. Don’t worry I’m not going to go porno [...]

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Bonne Fête des Mères

May 28, 2006

Today is Fête des Mères (Mothers Day) in France. The picture above is of one of my favorite flowers. It’s the coquelicot (corn poppy). I know it’s associated with the World Wars (I and II), but I think it’s just beautiful. I don’t think of death or blood when I look at these flowers. Instead, [...]

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Bonne Fête des Mères

May 28, 2006

Today is Fête des Mères (Mothers Day) in France. The picture above is of one of my favorite flowers. It’s the coquelicot (corn poppy). I know it’s associated with the World Wars (I and II), but I think it’s just beautiful. I don’t think of death or blood when I look at these flowers. Instead, [...]

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Dirty talk, and for once it’s not diapers!

May 27, 2006

Boy Blue was standing with the support of the couch and laughing while blowing huge, loud spit bubbles. My husband and I were laying on the couch together watching him with pride. Vilay (smiling) – “Boy Blue….Arrête de crâcher (stop spitting) !” Me (rolling my eyes) – “He’s a baby and that’s what babies do.” [...]

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Eurovision 2006

May 27, 2006

I’m not a big fan of Eurovision. However, it could be fun to watch if you change the way the singers were rated. Say, instead of judging the best singers…Judge the worst singers. Now, that would be worth watching! And, to make it really interesting (since few countries sing in their own language) judge the [...]

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Peekaboo!

May 27, 2006

If you look into the middle bottom window, there is someone watching you. Peekaboo! (cou cou – fr)

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Schirmeck

May 26, 2006

We made a little road trip today even if it were rainy and cold. We needed out of the city. We headed west thinking we would lose the rain there. Not so, it followed us. We ended up in Schirmeck just at the end of a festival. We were in time to watch a traditional [...]

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Eglise St. Paul

May 25, 2006

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Night terror

May 25, 2006

I have mentioned that my girls cry at night before. It’s not really crying but screaming. They will wake up and start screaming like someone is murdering them for at least half an hour and sometimes llonger. No amount of kissing, holding or assuring will get them to calm down. I have tried everything. I, [...]

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Dreaming of a world with less ignorance and more tolerance

May 25, 2006

I have asked questions all my life. I was never satisfied with a simple answer. I didn’t want just the details. Details were just small pieces of information that may or may not connect. I wanted and want to see the whole picture. Something I learned early was that people talk about other people as [...]

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