Another Cool Truck

I love when I pull up behind something like this.

It makes sitting in traffic so much nicer!

Maurice Sendak

Maurice Sendak was a big part of my childhood.  I loved all of his stories, and used to sing Carole King's Really Rosie songs until my Dad probably wanted to tear his hear out.  I've even got them in iTunes now and have brainwashed my children.  Right now One Was Johnny is playing in my head.  

A funny thing happened yesterday morning.  My kids have something called a Little Touch LeapPad that they used to love to play with before we moved to Paris.  However when we unpacked it last September the batteries were dead.  I never managed to get around to replacing them.  (I believe it was # 8,943rd on my To Do List.  I just completed # 227.)  While I was sitting in the playroom yesterday morning I suddenly decided I was going to pull it out and change the batteries.  When I did, I noticed the book Where the Wild Things Are was on it.  

I felt warm and happy for just a moment, and had a few Happy Thoughts for the man who created so many things I love.

Later in the day I learned of his death.  

I got goosebumps.  I don't think I'll know what possessed me to pick up the LeapPad yesterday, but I'm sure glad I did.  

Rest In Peace Maurice Sendak.

Typical Airport Food, French Style

I can safely say you would not find the pictured airport snacks anywhere in the United States.  At CDG the offerings include Champagne, a dozen choices of stinky cheese, foie gras and caviar.  God I love this country.  

My Son Wants This Car

I might have to look into getting this done to our car. It's covered in Lego bricks!

What a Difference a Week Makes

Spring is springing up all over Paris.  (Or should I say spring has sprung?)  Seriously, the pollen is making me nuts.  Or at least that's what I'd like to blame my runny nose and sore throat on.  I can't be sick again, can I?  Were the 293 illnesses I've had in the nine months I've lived here not enough?  Do I really need to catch EVERYTHING going around France?  I know, rhetorical question.


Back to spring.  Paris in the spring really is gorgeous.  Cliché as it is, if you have the chance to visit Paris in the spring, jump on it.


This was the view from my window last week.

The first hint that spring was on the way.

And this is my view today.

Now that's more like it!

The lack of color was really starting to get to me, and the grey skies that lasted for months?  Totally depressing.  Now I just wander around the city taking pictures of the blue sky.  Sooner or later I'm going to step in dog poop.  

In my 'hood.

Palais Garnier in the 9th.

Porte Saint-Martin in the 10th.

Église de la Sainte-Trinité in the 9th.

Winter in Paris was tough, but as long as I can have a few days of blue skies thrown in with the normal slightly overcast/smoggy skies I will be happy.


Happy Spring Friends.

The New Paris Chipotle...PICTURES!!!

All right friends.  Last week was so gorgeous I walked for an hour across Paris and when I realized what direction I was headed in, I made a quick detour to see the beauty that is the new Chipotle Paris.  Knowing that the proof is in the pictures, here's where I will be spending many euros, hopefully starting in May!


Vive le burrito!!!

Chipotle Progress!

Just drove by the location of the new Chipotle in Paris and the sign is up! Hooray for progress!