Monthly Archives: June 2015

A Little Bit Of London

Early June is a great time in Britain’s capital. Tourists are thick on the main streets–mostly European, as schools have not yet adjourned for summer in the States, but the weather is pleasant, sun flirting with clouds. New model double … Continue reading

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Mom, What Did You Do Before The Internet?

While we were having a discussion about the ‘old days’ before the digital revolution, my son asked, his face a mask of perplexity, “What did you do all day before internet?” At first, I responded off the cuff, “read”, but … Continue reading

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“We Make Marines” – Marine Corp Recruiting Depot Graduation

Please indulge this proud mama–My daughter is Series Commanding Officer at Marine Corp Recruiting Depot, Parris Island, South Carolina. Today was the FIRST graduation ceremony over which she presided as Commanding Officer—her two platoons of female recruits  (and their male … Continue reading

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Another June Day In Paris

Funny how life can sometimes be cyclical. A couple years ago I posted a pictorial about a June Day, Parisian style and here I am again, finding myself in what so many consider the ‘city of love’ With two days … Continue reading

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“Covered In Bees” – What is IT about Eddie Izzard?

“Covered in Bees”…. “Cake or Death”… “Evil Giraffe”…   Just a few beloved phrases from the unconventional mind of British Comedian Eddie Izzard are well known by his fans.   My daughter introduced me to him via DVD. I definitely … Continue reading

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No Matter the Language, There is Love

In France it is the law and tradition to wed at the local courthouse in order to fulfill the legalities. Such was the case late in May when my dearest French ‘son’ and sweet Celine wed. Most newlyweds then have … Continue reading

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The Road to a Printemps – Springtime French Wedding

When my French ‘son’ ( a beloved former exchange student) and his fiancee sent an         invitation to their wedding in Bretagne France my heart leapt. Not only would this be a day of great joy, but it … Continue reading