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The Ups and Downs of an American: May 2010
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The Ups and Downs of an American. Life with the French, memoirs and beyond. Wednesday, May 26, 2010. You’ve heard about it, maybe even gone there. But do you really know the true full-fledged experience of Ikea? I don’t know. They have their own restaurant. It is a half-day experience. You don’t just pop into Ikea like you would Target. It is a dizzying experience. 8220;Yes, yes,” I replied waiting to see what the anxiety was about. The restaurant at this point was already filling up as I glanced around ...
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The Ups and Downs of an American: Ginny
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The Ups and Downs of an American. Life with the French, memoirs and beyond. Tuesday, December 16, 2014. I remember the first time I met Ginny. It was during the summer at Trojan Ranch Camp in The Rockies. I was about 13 years old. Ginny lived in Venezuela and was arriving a day or two after the rest of us. “Ginny is coming today,” several campers said one morning. “Ginny is so cool! 8221; Everyone was talking about her arrival. She had obviously come to our camp before. Who was this Ginny? 8220;Yeah, my ...
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The Ups and Downs of an American: Big Love
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The Ups and Downs of an American. Life with the French, memoirs and beyond. Tuesday, December 16, 2014. Terrified I took the phone, “Hello? 8221; I asked. 8220;Hey, so, you like me? 8221; he asked with a voice deeper than I expected. 8220;Yeah,” I replied timidly. 8220;Well, I need to hear it from you,” he said. Wow, he had major balls to ask me to say this plus I didn’t really like him. 8220;Okay, cool. Can I call you tonight? I loved him down to the roots of my soul. 8221;, I answered.
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The Ups and Downs of an American: The Drive-by Pedicure
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The Ups and Downs of an American. Life with the French, memoirs and beyond. Wednesday, April 11, 2012. This is a sad story. I don’t mean the year 2000 definition of “sad” like something you’d say to your friend who leaves his house wearing tube socks. “Oh, dude, that’s just sad.” I mean a truly sad story. The only difference between Marseille and third world cities is the lack of goats and cows roaming around. But, maybe I’ll distribute a few and see how that works out. Getting back to Cours Julien, it i...
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The Ups and Downs of an American: February 2010
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The Ups and Downs of an American. Life with the French, memoirs and beyond. Friday, February 26, 2010. That evening I asked my friends if they wanted to get high. Lizzy said “yes,” and Ellen replied dryly, “Whatever you guys want to do is fine.”. Young boys with dark curly hair would often pass us and say in Hebrew, “grass, grass.”. 8220;Do you think they’re selling pot? 8221; I asked Ellen and Lizzy. 8220;Why don’t you ask the next one? 8221; said Ellen. 8220;What happens if we get caught? 8221; I asked.
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The Ups and Downs of an American: Guess What I Saw
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The Ups and Downs of an American. Life with the French, memoirs and beyond. Tuesday, January 24, 2012. Guess What I Saw. Guess what I saw? I can barely contain my excitement. Let’s start with Rue des Héros because I have several tales to share. It’s best to start out with the dirtiest street I’ve yet to meet: rue des héros. Remember this one? The other day as I walked uphill to the yoga room, ready to open it for. Finally I made it up to the blue stoop. What did I see? 8221; she gasped. 8220;Yeah, I know...
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The Ups and Downs of an American: March 2010
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The Ups and Downs of an American. Life with the French, memoirs and beyond. Thursday, March 18, 2010. To Pee or Not to Pee. For all you mothers out there who dream of the day your baby will be potty-trained, I can tell you, it’s not that fantastic. Claire, who is almost three years old, is in her first phase of being potty-trained. “I didn’t know there were phases. She sits and pees. End of story.”. No Not exactly. First, she announces it, “Pee pee, Mommy. Pee pee.”. Considering I can’t see Eva, I ...
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The Ups and Downs of an American: December 2009
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The Ups and Downs of an American. Life with the French, memoirs and beyond. Tuesday, December 15, 2009. Honk If You're Horny. I must admit after almost ten years of being married and two little girls, it’s always nice if a man notices me. There are lots of ways to get a woman’s attention. Different cultures have different ways of doing it though some tactics are just plain universal. These tactics might not bring in high sexual returns but at least these fellows are getting the ladies to smile. It’...
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The Ups and Downs of an American: January 2011
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The Ups and Downs of an American. Life with the French, memoirs and beyond. Thursday, January 6, 2011. During my teen years, I pushed my limits north, south, east and west, towards the heavens and towards hell. Only a handful of people were willing to go there with me. At this critical developmental phase of my life, one person with whom I felt an enormous sense of freedom, albeit at times fearless and invincible, was my friend Sydney. 8220;Hey, Dorothy! 8221; This went on for weeks. 8221; I replied ever...
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The Ups and Downs of an American: Hairtales from the Cursed
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The Ups and Downs of an American. Life with the French, memoirs and beyond. Saturday, April 21, 2012. Hairtales from the Cursed. It’s time to write about a recurring trauma in my life. ( Heavy-hearted sigh. But, before I tell you about today, let’s take a trip down Hair-Don’t Memory Lane. I’ll narrow it down to the Top 5. They are in chronological order. And this story is rather long so you might want to save these tales for a day when you have time to sit and read. 8221; the hair dresser asks. I canR...
