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I was not trying to patch things up. I stand by marching in Paris and will do it again. We are different and as my long time friend Molly said, "I can't stop thinking about how amazing the past couple of days have been. Friday, we saw the peaceful transfer of power---that is our democracy in action, Saturday, we saw peaceful marches---that too is our democracy in action. Some people watched the inauguration and others didn’t. Some people marched and others didn’t. I’d say that having choices is the best example of our democracy in action. While we always have room for improvement, the teacher in me is going to mark our county at “performing above standard”. In other words, I'd say we are already pretty great." https://www.facebook.com/molly.johnson.3158?ref=br_rs
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Thank you Kathie for coming to my defence . Your friendship is appreciated.
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Thank you.
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Yes exactly
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Painted, with hand designed plaster to look like tree branches.
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Taking a photo of Chelsea not goofing off, nor making a face is as hard as betting I won't fall asleep in a car. Whenever I try to take a photo of her she starts making faces, or simply starts acting up. Do you remember the story when French Husband asked me at Chelsea's birth to talk with less facial expressions? Mr. Espresso, Chelsea is dancing behind you. Mr. Espresso, you might assume rarely makes a face or goofs off. He seems like a serious(ly) happy guy. He is. Chelsea appears to be a goofy girl, she is not. Mr. Espresso's father (story here) is doing very well. Recently, the family went to Cuba for Christmas, Chelsea went with them. Expression of happiness. Continue reading
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We are one, all of us. No matter where we live, what we think, the color of our skin or what faith we hold true. We are one even if we are chipped, bruised, shackled, silent, rude, marching or in a corner. Some say we are one held together by: Gravity, Love, Cells, Mystery, Nothingness, Life, God, Imagination, and maybe a kiss and a band aid. Many pieces that equal one. Different patterns that celebrate the deep wonder of who we are. Colorful, outrageous, generous, extraordinary simplicity, creative genius. We are one without denying the parts of us that are imperfect. Picassiette "( a french term -“stolen from plate”) – pieces of broken pottery, china, glass, buttons, figurines, and/ jewelry are cemented onto a base to create a new surface. Almost any form can be used as a base, and any combination of pieces can be applied, restricted only by the individual creator’s imagination." Self expression which leads to dialog, journeys beyond the comfortable path, challenges, possible frustration, understanding, maybe acceptance, and if fortunate (and brave) letting that what holds us, unite us uniquely as one of a kind, beautifully the same. One love, one world, one life. which is all of us. Continue reading
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Such a long wait! I hope to open soon. Plenty of old treasures to come. Continue reading
Posted 3 days ago at Tongue in Cheek Antiques
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Such a long wait! I hope to open soon. Plenty of old treasures to come. Continue reading
Posted 3 days ago at Tongue in Cheek Antiques
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Before I had the bust, I saw a photo of one in a magazine. I cut it out and glued it into my journal of wishes to come true. Continue reading
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DO you want it! Not mind but the at the dilapidated chateau?
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Oh the temptation is only controlled by lack of space in our apartment! lol.
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Purely brocante. Things I found at the brocante (Porte Vanves) for our apartment in Paris when we set it up three years ago. Most the items I found were within the first three months of being there. Porte Vanves is one of the best brocantes in Paris, is within ten minutes away from our apartment, dangerous indeed for a brocante-o-holic like me. A small naive water color in its original 1800s frame. A portrait they say can be measured by how well the ears or hands are painted. In that case this one is mediocre, but rates high in charm in my beholding eye. The small painting is above the sofa and under a chunky sconce. Looking out the window through the iron railing of our apartment down at the four corners below. Plenty of activity: A bakery on one corner, a cafe on the other side, across the street a restaurant, and underneath us a butchery, next door to the meat cutters a men's barber, across the street next to the bakery a seamstress, on the other side of the bakery a pharmacy and grocery store, behind the cafe a puzzle maker... Today I will polish the old silver in our apartment, it is tarnished after three years of hanging out looking cute. Teapots that I ever use for tea but repurposed as flowers pots. And an extra long wooden monastic rosary, every kitchen needs one. The 1700s Moustiers platters and dishes, most have been wired repaired. Sacha hung most of them, under the watchful eye of paranoid French Husband. When Sacha wasn't here and French Husband wasn't looking I hung some. All still hanging out which makes dusting extra fun. The plaster bust looks on without lifting a finger. I bought her for 40 Euros at Porte Vanves. The platters that I adore, I never pay more than ten Euros each, most less than that. Though with that said, if I was willing to pay 5O Euros each I would have a ton more, but I do not need a ton more? And why when hunting for antiques is a big part of my fun factor: Finding things for less, when finding anything is pretty easy. Gilded wooden finials. Some I found others were given to me as a gift from Camy. The gilded bits are in a porcelain bowl with little feet, so unusual. Two small hand... Continue reading
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What a wonderful day it was. Made more beautiful sharing it with you and Barbara xx
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Daily feast: food, family, friends, health, work, home and all the pieces in between that make it such. I love cooking for Sacha as well as French Husband. They are glorious feasters. Cooking for anyone who likes to eat, not that any of us do not, but some people can make a feast out of a cracker if you know what I mean, is a true pleasure. Homemade vegetable pesto soup. Oh isn't soup the best on a cold day? Especially a freezing day like today. Of course in the summer I will sing the praises of chilled soup, but for now... Shallots, leeks, carrot, celery, potato, green beans and vegetable broth with pesto added at the end, then blended. Simple and delicious. Puff pastry with a fresh milk camembert, garlic and sautéed mushrooms. Sacha brought over an Haut Medoc wine. Two peas in a pod. Chelsea joins us tomorrow. ---- By the way, nearly a year ago I had the BRCA 1 : BRCA 2 test as I had ovarian cancer in my thirties I wanted to know if I was a genetic carrier for the sake of my children. When the test came back it took me a month to have the courage to face whatever the results may have been. When the doctor told me the test was negative I teared up. The doctor seemed surprised by my reaction and asked, "Were you worried?" I found that to be a silly question, if I weren't worried why would I have had the test? Instead of saying, "DUH!" I simply nodded yes. Daily feast! Enjoy what you have and make the most of it. Continue reading
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Photo via Kristi taken this afternoon in Cassis. The three of us (Kristi from French Word a day, Barbara and I) met twenty some years ago in Marseille. We were three Americans who shared familiar stories of what it was like to live abroad and be married to Frenchmen. The afternoon flew by with a flutter of conversation. A happy reunion. Continue reading
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After glow. The stairs had to be taken out, the beams above were rotten. The room in the back is now a living space/second bedroom. We also lowered the floor in the back by taken out the second step to one step. Underneath we found an eighteen century oar. Before. Before. Finding doors to divide the room. Turning the French doors into sliding doors. Before. Remember the light I found broken and tangled at a second hand shop? It was the beginning of when my thoughts started to think mid century, something why out of my comfort zone, modern. I am so pleased. I keep tearing up. I cannot believe this is happening. A dream came true. After glow. Thank you Rene, if I say it a million times it won't be enough. Continue reading
Posted Jan 15, 2017 at Tongue in Cheek
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We started moving furniture into the Cassis apartment yesterday. Since the apartment is on the port we needed to start early as no cars are allowed on the port after 10:30am. Rene, Fabien and French Husband are superheros. Out of all the pieces we carried up, the mattress proved the most complicated. Yeah yeah yeah why did I buy a queen size mattress? Because I thought it would fit. And with great effort it did. Thank you for your letting me know which banner you liked best. Now, I have to find the high density photo on my hard drive, given I have 30000000000000000000 or more photos unmarked, nor filed in any reasonable order that could prove daunting. Fingers crossed. The bedroom is upstairs, three flights to be exact. We keep pinching ourselves. Not everything is here but nearly. I still have to buy a few more pieces. Such as dining room chairs, and end tables... But it is so lovely to see it unfold. To see the furniture, the paintings, and the place, as people who helped us one way or another to get here. Rene is at the top of the list. We had dinner and slept here last night, but the best was to wake up this morning to this dream. Continue reading
Posted Jan 14, 2017 at Tongue in Cheek
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Banner Number 1 My niece Molly (photo is several years old now) playing peek a boo. I was thinking to change the banner, not because I do not like the one above but simply for a change. Which one should I use out of the ones I have posted here today? Or do you have another idea for a banner for Tongue in Cheek? French Husband asked me, "What is a banner?" I told him "..the thing on top of my blog." I also told him not to worry that I wasn't going to put his face on it! Though I think some people would love that idea. Banner Number 2 This is a photo of a bust I found at a French antique market... I am feeding it a strawberry. Crazy but true. It is not French Husband, though the nose does look like his. This was the first banner I used on my blog. My blog's name, "Tongue in Cheek" was given to me by my friend Kristi who writes a wonderful blog called, French Word a Day. Kristi labelled the type of antiques I like to collect as tongue in cheek. What she meant was that the antiques I like to collect are nice enough but not too serious or stuffy, they look good but rarely are in perfect condition. As I did not know what to call my blog Kristi thought why not call it: "Tongue in Cheek". I must admit the name of my blog has bugged me for years. Though each time I ask about changing it the response is, "Don't." Banner Number 3 A French can-can girl. I'll tattoo Tongue in Cheek across her heart. Tongue in Cheek as you know is not just about antiques, nor is just about my living in France. It is a hodge podge of whatever I feel like when I sit down in front of the computer screen. Though I must admit it does help that I love French antiques and live in France. As my son Sacha has pointed out to me on more than one occasion..."Mom who could take a bad photo of France? All anyone has to do is go outside click the camera and presto perfect a photo." Or... Okay, I am leaning on putting number two back up, or just leave it alone. I guess I always have to ask you every... Continue reading
Posted Jan 13, 2017 at Tongue in Cheek
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I am spontaneous to a fault. Most things fall in my lap. Which I do not take for granted. Often I can sense things before they happen. I do not need to measure to know if something will fit. When telling a story I mispronounce words and mix up facts. School was beyond me, I bloomed late. I love cleaning up a mess. I do not follow instructions well. The numbers 53 or 35 speak to me, they usually appear when I least expect it, often pointing me in the good direction. I like peanut-butter, jam (Wild blueberry, black cherry or blackberry jams are my favorite. Though I rarely eat them without cheese.) and cheddar cheese sandwiches. In the 29 years I have lived in France I probably have served sandwiches for lunch less than five times. Did you ever wonder where my blog banner came from? An old, large engraving of a woman with a pearl earring. A spoonful of miniature vintage Mercier champagne dice. An antique dealer told me that years ago when a person bought a glass of Mercier champagne at a bar, it was served with two dice. Whether that is true or not I do not know. Oh I do not know why I use that image and dice for my banner, I just like it that is all. Though I am considering taking off Tongue in Cheek, is that okay? Tagging you to list any weird skeletons in your closet. Continue reading
Posted Jan 12, 2017 at Tongue in Cheek
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I am spontaneous to a fault. Most things fall in my lap. Which I do not take for granted. Often I can sense things before they happen. I do not need to measure to know if something will fit. When telling a story I mispronounce words and mix up facts. School was beyond me, I bloomed late. I love cleaning up a mess. I do not follow instructions well. The numbers 53 or 35 speak to me, they usually appear when I least expect it, often pointing me in the good direction. I like peanut-butter, jam (Wild blueberry, black cherry or blackberry jams are my favorite. Though I rarely eat them without cheese.) and cheddar cheese sandwiches. In the 29 years I have lived in France I probably have served sandwiches for lunch less than five times. Did you ever wonder where my blog banner came from? An old, large engraving of a woman with a pearl earring. A spoonful of miniature vintage Mercier champagne dice. An antique dealer told me that years ago when a person bought a glass of Mercier champagne at a bar, it was served with two dice. Whether that is true or not I do not know. Oh I do not know why I use that image and dice for my banner, I just like it that is all. Though I am considering taking off Tongue in Cheek, is that okay? Tagging you to list any weird skeletons in your closet. Continue reading
Posted Jan 12, 2017 at Tongue in Cheek
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"The Petit Trianon and its park are linked to the memory of Queen Marie-Antoinette. She is the only queen to have imposed her personal taste on Versailles. Sweeping away the old court and its traditions, she insisted on living as she wished. In her Trianon domain, which Louis XVI gave her in 1774, she found the heaven of privacy that enabled her to escape from the rigours of court etiquette. Nobody could come there without her invitation." via Chateau Versailles A taste of elegance. When I went to the Trianon instead of taking wide angle photos of the scope and beauty of the gardens, surroundings and architecture. I was intrigued by the details, the colors, the textiles... I took these photos years ago when we went to Versailles for Christmas. The line to go inside the chateau of Versailles was incredibly long. As French Husband and I had been there numerous times, though our children never had, we knew going inside when there was a crowd such as there was, would only mean we would see little, and feel as if we were a herd racing through. The first time I went to Versailles French Husband took a photo of me alone in the hall of mirrors. Never have I been that lucky again. So instead of going to the Chateau of Versailles we went to the Grand and Petit Trianon. Historical textiles Marie Antoinette's Dresses BBC The Real Versailles Versailles the Sun King The Everyday Life during Louis XIV Marie Antoinette Continue reading
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