Still in Paris and I’m feeling in a Love Story kind of mood (it must be spring!)
So I’ll start off by asking…..
What can you say about a woman who has had a threesome with her husband and the president of the United States?
What can you say about a woman who is surprised that people don’t stand in their gardens and grab their breasts? I do that all the time!
What can you say about a woman whose husband plays the guitar? I’m not going to be trite and ask if he prefers Beethoven or the Beetles!
That she spends her time touching her toes stark naked?
Or that she has a Potty Mouth?
Best to let you all know that she is called Peggy and her blog is Rue Rice!
Now, wouldn’t Eric Segal have done a lot better if he had started off that way?
A Paris blog so… any dog poop posts, per chance?
Well, it wouldn’t be a Paris blog if there weren’t, would it?
I do have to say that Peggy seems to be a bit reserved on this matter as the only reference to Doggy Poop is in a lovingly detailed guest posts about a Doggy Pooping contest whilst Visiting Rue Rice.
Then again, you don’t really need doggy poop posts when you can find photos of women who have done a whoopsy in their own pants (for people not of the American persuasion – read trousers) on American Day, do you? I suppose what I want to know is… “were those pants/trousers brown to start with?”
Then again, perhaps there are some things that you are better off not knowing!
And, just to finish off this Poo fetish that I seem to have developed, on A better day Peggy’s husband Brandon get pooed on – in the street! I’m beginning to think that Paris is a dangerous place; you never quite know what is going to happen when you are walking to the Metro!
Oh, and before I forget, if you like me) are quite cosmopolitan in your interest in animal doings, there is some cat poo to study in a post about good neighbours, aptly named Good Fences!
Nudity, cleavage and other interesting things…..
During Le Tour de France – check we can ignore the bikes (and men in spandex don’t do anything for me! Now, women in Spandex – that’s another thing!) because there is a gratuitous cleavage shot!
And Peggy does claim to expose her self at Bus Stop 42 – it all makes me wonder if I chose the right place to live when I moved to France?
She even puts her arse on line for all to ponder!
But, enough of the smut and on to the important stuff!
So, what’s life in Paris really like?
I suppose I ought to start at the beginning with We Have Arrived! I do have have a sneaky suspicion, at this point, that Paris doesn’t really know what is about to hit it!
In an early post, Let me guess… you’re not from Paris, Peggy makes the astute comment that… “One thing I have picked up on rather quickly is that everyone in Paris wears black. Also, it rains everyday.”
The trouble starts early in C’est le mien – that’s mine when Peggy decides to confront a group of pack of 4-5 year old boys in the park that have stolen her bucket! Exciting stuff, this expat life?
And, in Tales from the park we learn all about God (or, more specifically, his bum!)
Anything to eat?
Well, Peggy starts by scrubbing a chicken’s arse (whatever turns you on) and then, feeling ill (a sort of Girl Flu described as.,. “Amazing virus/flu that would not let me walk any great length without coughing up a lung” – don’t girls exaggerate when they’re a little bit of colour?), tucks into a homemade apple rum tart made by a real Parisian grandmother, followed up by Eggs in Aspic – oh, yummy, yum yum! That’ll cure pretty much everything, I think!
And what about this sausage spaghetti recipe – simple, or simply gorgeous?
Of course, you could order something Light and Healthy or, you could order Tartilette… “oozing with Reblochon cheese, cream, potatoes and bacon!”
Bits that don’t fit in elsewhere…
Young Aiden (yes, that’s right, the youngest child) seems to have inherited his mother’s potty mouth – say What?
And the Breaking News is maybe a little wet for Aiden’s father – poor Brandon!
This is a blog that is all about a happy family living in Paris. Granted, they (or rather Peggy, the blog’s author) do seem a little bit strange but, you can’t deny that they are happy.
To my jaded eye, Rue Rice has just the right balance of cleavage, nudity and sausage spaghetti recipes for a Life in France blog!
And I really do think that unless you are a baby eating, child hating beasty with an aversion to sausage spaghetti (I can’t get over that recipe, you know) you’ll probably really enjoy your visit to Rue Rice.
All the best
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