Check out my two of my favorite places, and I promise you won't be disappointed!
Full disclosure: I am NOT paid nor GIVEN anything from these businesses, nor would I accept it. The exception? Hugs and kisses. THAT'S IT!
90% of my waking life is thinking about, wanting, getting, making, and eating food. I'm human, I need food to survive.
So, it is with great pleasure to share with you two of my favorite places in Bordeaux.
Le 9 ô Plat
This cozy and quaint little resto has been open for more than a year and in that time, I have NEVER had a bad meal here. NEVER. Ever.
Meet Sebastian and Matilde, the owners and operators of Le 9 ô Plat.
They treat and feed you better than family.
Make sure you make a reservation, the place is usually booked up for lunch and dinner, and enjoy! Tell them "Hello!!" from me.
KUNO, more like KUYES !
Ok, lame on the writing, but I couldn't help it, because YES, please go to Kuno.
Located between Grand Theatre and Notre Dame church, on rue Mautrec.
Go on in and order a coffee, eat a cookie, and get cozy.
Aurelie, the coffee Queen, whips up magic and serves you drinkable art.
I ordered the chai latte, something I haven't ordered for years, because I'm not in America. I went for it anyway, and I was not disappointed.
As soon as the scent of cinnamon tickled my nose, and while I slowly drank in the sweetness, delicateness, and frothiness, and I was transported. I was back in Las Vegas. For just that sweet moment, I was back home.
It was then that I declared my love for Queen Aurelie, Magic bean alchemist. Of course, I was more hillbilly than what I just wrote, it transpired thusly: OH MY GOD! GOOD! MMM, YES! (said while giving two thumbs up to the entire place.)
Listen, my fellow foodies, good food is just that: food that tastes good. Best believe a hillbilly, that's just a life rule!
Until next time, eat well, and take care of yourselves!
Pay a little friendly visit Matilde and Sebastien at Le 9 ô Plat, then Aurelie at Kuno!
Go on and visit them -- they'd love to spoil you, as they have spoiled me.
There's some hair in my guacamole!
Hello my beauties!
Do I have a beauty recipe for you! I call it Guacamole Head, because it's guacamole that you put on your head. Obviously.
This hair mask was invented due to food that was slowly bordering on going bad, so instead of throwing it out, I decided to make use of it. Waste not, want not... right.
So without further ado...
Guacamole Head, hair mask
Ingredients: Coconut Oil - Avocado - Peach
BENEFITS: Coconut Oil is good for just about anything. No really. I encourage you to eat it, wear it, use it, but only if you really want to. It's one of my go-to health and beauty products, and so delicious!
Coconut oil brims with healthy goodness and is known to treat Alzheimer's, it prevents heart disease and high blood pressure, reduces inflammation and arthritis, improves energy and endurance, helps with digestion, improves skin issues, teeth and gum issues, and when applied to your crown, expect to see a reduction in dandruff and dry hair. Plus, it encourages hair growth!
Avocado is a fruit, and a magical one at that! Avocados are native to central Mexico and grow on trees, in pairs, that resemble a man's testicles. In Aztec lore, they are considered a fertility fruit, because when you eat it, all sorts of magic ensues! Oh la la!
The fruit is full of vitamins and minerals that does a body good, and when applied to your hair and scalp, it is known to fight hair loss, be a dry scalp treatment, and makes you beautiful. Yes, please!
Peaches -- I love peaches, eating them, wearing them, smelling like them... but did you know that these sweet peaches can also prevent hair loss too?! Well, add them to the mix, because you gotta get dirty to get clean! You know what I mean?!!
Peaches are chock full of vitamins, A & C, and antioxidants which when eaten or applied directly to your hair or face will prevent dark circles, fine lines and wrinkles, and protect against hair loss.
Directions: I eyeball everything, meaning I attempt to make enough of the right amount for my beauty needs. I have long hair, so obviously more product is needed, but please remember less is more, so again, eyeball it to get the perfect amount needed for YOU!
Mix the ingredients in a bowl, make guacamole, and apply directly to your dry hair, wrap it in a plastic cap, and be patient.
I won't lie, it will get everywhere, but no problem, what's good for the hair is good for the skin, so rub the lotion on your skin, or else you get the hose again. (Silence of the Lambs)
Patience: 15 minutes - ?? Be a guacamole head for at least 15 minutes, I do more, but it all depends on your patience. Listen, Rome wasn't built in a day, so take the time to pamper yourself and be good to yourself, because damn it, you're worth it! Helllooo?!!
Once you feel the right amount of time has passed, head to the hose (shower) and wash it out, using your regular shampoo (may have to do it twice, I did, remember, long hair) Get it squeaky clean, so clean your hair squeaks, that's the audio cue (ding!) to know you are done! Then style as normal!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Waoahhhhhhh!
The result is fabulous hair, so silky and smooth, you can't stop touching it. Even Buddha approves!
Let me know if you decide to try it, I would love to hear your thoughts, I welcome them with gusto! Take the time and make the time to pamper and enjoy yourselves, daily, you deserve it!
Be Fabulous, my fellow Earthlings, because life is too short to be anything but!
Thanks for stopping by for a spell and I wish you well!
Hello my fellow Francophiles!
Summer vacation is still in full swing, at least on this side of the planet, and lately, my social media feeds have been overtaken by my friend's back to school photos of their children. Those mini minions are just so sweet and doe-eyed, cute little monsters, you just can't help but to adore them.
Today's post is about me just wanting to check in and let y'all know that all is good, how I'm slowly getting back to the grind, oh... and how to live your best life.
No pressure, right.
I also have a recipe to share and invite you to send in some of your favorite recipes and your thoughts. I would be delighted to have a correspondence with you and welcome it with pleasure. Please feel free to contact me.
Read Time: 6 minutes
In France, the year REALLY begins in September, it follows the school calendar, which has its ups and downs, but it's like that.
During July and August, my beloved Bordeaux is brimming with tourists coming to partake in the sweet fruits of my region, and it is also a ghost town. Many businesses close down for a couple of weeks during the summer, because it's summer and vacation time. Obviously, right?!!
And besides, all work and no play, makes Jenny a dull girl.
And honey child, one thing I am NOT is dull. Dullness denotes a lack of imagination, and our imaginations are infinite.
The family has recently returned from a glorious vacation in the Pyrenees mountains. We stayed in a little quaint village, St Lary. It was great. My fondest memory? My French family, including my eight year old nephew, LOVING my cooking!
Being in the mountains surrounded by the beauty of France, well, it simply glorious, and know I am so very privileged to be able to experience this sweetness, despite the bitterness. I didn't want to leave.
When I was a kid, I remember our librarian or perhaps I was daydreaming (memories are relative) a story about the magic mountain people. An ageless clan of magic-makers and who lived in harmony high upon the mountain peaks, but one day, was forced down due to war, and as they descended the mountain, they slowly began to age with each step.
I was reminded of this story while I was there, because everything around me was so mysterious and magical and beautiful. I was transported. It was cool. I loved every moment I was there, and I wish the same feelings for you. Come visit, I implore you.
In fact, you should go be with Mother Nature more. Pack some water, some food, and just walk or run around, observe and wonder and breathe. You may be surprised what transpires.
I also recommend choosing and participating in healthy activities that makes us giggy-happy, because why not?! Then, invite some of your loved ones along for the ride, because sharing is caring! It is one of the many ways to live your best life.
One has to make the effort for lasting change. We all know humans are social beings, we must rely on one another, to help each other, this is encoded on our DNA.
Isolation = Death.
To live the best life, one must make changes, choose differently/better, and most importantly, chop away at the inessentials. By making and taking the time to make yourself a priority, transformation is inevitable. Choices = Transformation.
Where and how to begin?
I recently watched an interview with Juan Mari Arzak, the godfather of San Sebastien cuisine. San Sebastien is located in Spain and the city embodies all of life's best qualities: beauty, timelessness, charm, and excellent cuisine.
Don't we all strive for beauty, to be timeless, to be charming, and to feast on the best of the earth's bounty? According to Senor Arzak, "all of life's problems can be solved by cooking."
And right then, the hard, sweet, bitter truth of it all is just that. Eat.
"Let food be thy medicine." - Hippocrates
Eat better to transform. To fully master your ideal of beauty, timelessness, and charm, eat well!
It's that simple, my darlings! And keep it simple too! You know yourself better than anyone, so find something that will appeal to your fancy and expand on that.
Me for example, I'm a hardcore Texan with Las Vegas flair, so my food choices reflect that. BBQ and martinis, please! The Atkins Diet worked perfectly for me, and I ended up losing more than 90 pounds/45 kilos.
Listen, you gotta eat, so if you feel resistant to the immense amount of time it takes to ponder on your health and well being, and then taking the necessary steps to follow through, please know that you are worth it and deserve it.
Taking care of yourself is God and Mother Nature's joy. So, start cooking, good-looking! Put on some music, pour yourself a drink, and salsa up something good to eat.
Enjoy your tasty feast solo or invite a friend. Make this a habit. Again, you gotta eat, so eat well, n'ahmean?
N'ahmean = do you know what I mean?
I would love to hear updates, see some dinner party photos, and would love to know your favorite meal recipes, send me an email and let's begin a correspondence. Or tweet me - @fabinfrance. I am only a tweet or an email away.
Eating better may also require spending more money, and depending on your situation, you must become creative to come up with some savvy solutions. To that I say: get crafty!!! Again, you gotta eat! "All of life's problems can be solved by cooking."
Figure it out. Allez-hop! You can do it.
In less than a month, Summer will officially come to end, and even though I don't have to be back at work until the second week of September, I reflect on my seven year Frenchiversary (7 years on French soil, oh la la! ) and how much I have changed and grown and ugh, it's all so annoying, and wonderful, but I'm home.
France changed me. I'm still baking, so to speak, but I'm NOT DONE yet. I have many more laughs and tears within me, so bring it. I'm right here.
Eating well is our superpower. It defends us from disease, it nourishes us, allows us to grow, and to perform at our highest capacity. So, be creative with your meals too, and again keep it simple. Need additional help? Eat more protein and veggies that are every color of the rainbow! By the way, it is the American Heart Association that promotes that healthy ideal, and I concur!
Chicken, Tomatoes and Green Beans! Oh my!
A tasty recipe for one and all!
Stove to table time: 35 minutes
Chef's comment: Super duper easy and tasty! I made the green bean side dish for my French family while we were vacationing in the mountains, and they LOVED it!
They remarked on how tasty, simple, colorful, and how stunned they were because they NEVER thought about adding tomatoes to green beans. Bizarre? But tasty! Besides, I truly believe that the way to one's heart is through the stomach!
RECIPE: Pan fried chicken breasts served with a Texas sized portion of green beans and tomatoes!
Chicken breasts - they are on sale somewhere!
Green beans - Canned, drain water OR fresh string beans, snip off the ends
1 medium sized tomato
Olive oil, butter, salt, pepper
Additional spices optional, depending on your taste!
Directions: Oil and butter (a pat) the pan and fry up and season the chicken breast to your liking. While cooking, dice the tomato. Once chicken is done, remove and set aside on your dinner plate. Lower stove heat and add another butter to the pan, once partially melted, add the green beans to cook for a few minutes before adding the diced tomatoes. Cook together for a few more minutes, add salt and pepper to taste and EAT!
I like to add lime and paprika to my greens to add more flavor and kick! But, to each their own, so add your favorite spices and savor the flavor!
I hope I have inspired you to get in the kitchen! I can honestly say cooking has transformed my life, and I wish the same for you too. Because when life is grinding you down, you are going to need the energy to fight the good fight, and energy comes from good food.
The life grind takes us all in the end, but it is how we go that makes life remarkable.
The largest portion of my monthly budget is food. Food costs money. Good food costs more money,but if you consider the benefits of health and happiness as an investment, then you'd struck gold! Then of course other life's bills, so I must work.
As we head back to school, I too am readying myself for new opportunities and new friendships!
Working in France has it's moments. Since I am an immigrant, I am faced with lots of social road blocks, simply because I'm not from around here. It's ok though, life is what we make it and as my cooking skills have become more creative, so has my approach to making money.
The American in me has a strong work ethic, but since I'm not from around these parts, well I have no choice but to offer my talents. Sadly, Queen of France isn't a real job.
I work as a Guide. I guide my clients and students to discover something about themselves and my beautiful city of Bordeaux.
I am a tour guide, a belly dance and yoga teacher, a personal fashion stylist, and I am an English educator.
FRENCHIFIED FUN TOURS: If you love good food and good wine, France is a must. My beautiful city of Bordeaux is perfection in a nutshell. It is just what your stomach needs and our city is Bacchus approved! Come walk in the foot steps of our American founding fathers and delight in the fruits of my region. You won't regret it.
You also won't regret booking a personalized tour with me, Jenny!
This is how it works, you book me and tell me what YOU LOVE, then I CREATE a tour tailored to your tastes! I'm only an email away, so contact me, and we'll figure something out.
When in doubt, shimmy it out!
DANSEYOGA: During the summer months, every Friday, I teach a fusion of dance and Yoga, hence DanseYoga, at a local park. Friday because it is Venus' day, the Goddess of LOVE! And we could all use and benefit from her APHRODISIACS! DanseYoga is about connecting to your body by dancing and stretching with LOVE!
I incorporate different dance techniques and common dance moves that everyone knows, highlight it with Belly-dance hip movements and shimmies... and everyone is happy and feels as timeless, sexy, and flexible as Tina Turner... rolling on the river!!!!!!
This class is FREE*. It pleases me to share my time and talent with others, but I do require you to reciprocate if you want to participate, (treat others as you would want to be treated) by choosing two options from the list: *1. a hug 2. a bisous 3. a monetary tip 4. wine 5. food
Interested in coming?!! Well, come on down!
Starting in September
DanseYoga - Mondays - 12h20 - Chantecler, 19 rue laGrange.
Parking is available. Chartrons - tram C arret Paul Doumer
For more information, please contact me.
Tongue Twisting Communication Education!
ENGLISH and FRENCH EDUCATION!
My sweet husband (who is also a French and English prof) and I, want you, to COMMUNICATE WELL.
Teaching our fellow Frenchies and Anglophones the tongue twisting fun our native tongues is so funny! Ohh la la! The stories and good times!
I didn't think I would like teaching as much as I do, it's THE HARDEST JOB I've ever had. In. my. life. But I feel teaching requires that certain something, and it's not for everyone, obviously. Besides, we all remember our best and worst teachers, no?
Our students are the apples of our eyes, our teaching methods, although different due to our personalities and styles, are successful because we make learning English and French relevant and fun. In fact, our students have been complimented on their spoken English WORLD WIDE because of our teaching methods! And when they relay those compliments to us, our hearts swell with pride and admiration and happiness for them. And for us too!
Interested in improving your French/English language skills? It'll make more intelligent.
Please contact me, and let's figure something out together!
Dress your best!
Ask Jenny! Book Jenny!
FASHION, LIFESTYLE, WELL BEING GUIDE
Having grown up in Texas, I spent my summer vacations in Corpus Christi, where my aunt owned and operated her own beauty salon. After more than 50 years teasing and whipping hair into submission, she closed her doors and retired. I grew up watching her work. I watched her movements, her eye for detail, her service skill set. She embodied Cinderella's Fairy Godmother, her scissors her magic wand.
Years later, I worked as a journalist and private investigator. It sounds more glamorous than it was. Mostly I was just sitting around watching people, which is creepy, but cool. We've all done it. I just got paid for it.
When I lived in Las Vegas, I worked as a news and traffic reporter. My shift began at 6am and end at 2pm. Since I was already awake, and because I needed extra Las Vegas money, I successfully launched, The Complete Package, and became a personal image consultant. My clients not only looked fierce, they felt fierce.
After encouragement from a friend, who she insisted I start consulting in Bordeaux, I decided why not?! So, I have!
My clients testimonies are beyond kind, but I feel I only enhanced what was already there. My service includes organizing new outfit ensembles from your closet, cleaning out the outdated and unflattering clothing, and accessorizing for proportion.
In fact, everything comes down to proportion. Think about that.
Sometimes, we forget how beautiful and unique we are. So I'm here to remind you. There is NO ONE like YOU, except YOU! So, showcase yourself, if you want and I'm here to help if you do.
Thank you for stopping by for a spell. Take care of yourselves.
I wish you good food, drink, creativity, health, beauty, charm, and may you forever be timeless.
Ahhh, The French!
Today's post is about how to sprinkle a little French flair into your life.
Read time: 3 minutes!
People are people, no matter what imaginary borders we were born in.
I believe all human beings want the same things: love, good food and drink, to be able to spend time with family and friends, happiness, good health, security, and to be overall good and positive person, just like Mama taught us.
So, are you doing that? If so, hats off to you! If not, how/why did you get sidetracked?
I often ask myself this question, but not too much anymore, because I attempt to align and arrange myself with the little list above, I take the time and make time for such!
It really is that simple, y'all. As Frank Sinatra sang, "Do Be Do Be Do"
Living in France is much like living anywhere else. It's bizarre and brilliant, it can make one go bonkers, but ehhh, it's like that. I feel people take things so seriously nowadays, as if any slight is an offense to their brainwashed ways. Ugh. Can't we be bigger than that?
I feel I'm above it all.
I say that because: 1. I'm not important. 2. What do I know?
Honestly darlings; Stephen Hawking isn't calling me up to discuss magic and science. President Macron isn't calling me up to ask my opinion on how to make France better... I can't even figure out how to answer my new 'smart'phone.
In other words, Big Mama is a big dummy. But, so what?
So, how does this relate to adding French flair into your life?
I guess the real question is what crosses your mind when YOU think of French flair?
Sure, the French possess that certain something, but WE ALL DO.
So, flair yourself up, dummies!! DO YOU, BE fabulous, DO spend time and spoil your family and friends, BE happy, DO some sort of exercise, BE YOU!
Take the time and make time for yourself, because YOU CAN! Improvise, Adapt and Overcome.
It really is that simple, y'all.
But then again, what do I know?
Happy whatever, party-people!
You are Loved,
Viva Las Vegas and Remember the Alamo!
Hello my sweeties!!!
I do hope you are in top form and taking care of yourselves. If not, just do more of the things that makes you happy! Easy peasy, Ron Weasley!
Ahhhh, NO self harm, though. Big Mama has spoken.
Where to begin? Where to begin?
Once upon a time, there was this Texan, by way of Las Vegas, who fell in love with a Frenchie, and then moved to France.
Welcome to my life.
Today's blog post is about my American vacation.
Read and Viewing Time: 9 minutes
You should get a snack.
It has been four years since I have set foot on American soil.
There are many reasons for this, but the main one is that I HATE the transatlantic flight.
As you may (or may not) know, I am super-duper LAZY, I will find the quickest route or life hack to make sure I can return to my status quo, which is either eating, drinking or sleeping. I feel I am an EXPERT in those areas.
24 hours total is the amount of time it takes to shuffle my body from France to The States, complete with layovers, flight changes, and overall security BS. I usually have some sort of trepidation about flying, but "flying the friendly skies" is the marketing conditioning I've been taught, even though the reality is: I am trapped inside a metal flying box, for more than seven hours, traversing the Atlantic Ocean, with my fellow humans. Hence, my trepidation. However it simply fades away when I see the round, smiling faces of my sweet family and friends.
My American vacation, in one word, was FABULOUS.
I can not begin to tell you the joy and love I felt when I was "home."
My sweet husband reminded me France is HOME, but I feel I'm much broader than that, my HOME is EARTH!
Anyway, my vacation goals are the same as my life goals: I just wanna eat and spend time with the humans I love. And that is exactly what I did, and will continue to do, until my last breath unites with the universe.
So, let me share with you a slide show of my American vacation, and introduce you to my peeps. Go on and pour yourself something to drink, or grab a little something to munch on... or both!
Off you go, I'll wait. In the meantime, here's some good tunes to help transport you!
You good? Well, ALLONS-Y, y'all! Yeeeeehaw!
Remember the Alamo! My Texas tour.
VIVA LAS VEGAS!
Hot diggity dog! I LOVE ELVIS! He makes me feel things. And I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Las Vegas!
Both are electrifing!
Las Vegas is spitefully fabulous!
There is no reason why it should have ever been constructed, yet VIOLA! Respect.
And respect to those who have lived there and to those who currently live there.
We've seen AND experienced some shite! It's the reason we are spitefully fabulous.
So, I feel I am offically middle aged.
Jet lag snagged the shit out of me. I was a walking zombie for more than a week. But, now that I can string words together somewhat correctly, I'M BACK, Bordeaux!!! WTF?!!
Where's The Food?
Have a great one, y'all and eat well, my friends!
Frenchified for Life. Over and out!
Love at first sight
Hey ya'll and Yeehaw!
Greetings from this side of the planet!
Big Mama hasn't set foot on American soil for more than four years. There are a number of reasons for this, the main one is the 24 hour transatlantic flight - complete with layovers, wait times, and overall security BS, still, it is (barely) worth it, but a girls gotta complain.
I remember my first airline flight, I must have been eight or nine years old. I was travelling with my aunt, going to Mexico for some reason, and I became so ecstatic when we flew through a cloud.
WE WERE FLYING THROUGH A CLOUD!
How cool is that?! My aunt tried to quell my excitement, she didn't want to bother the other passengers, but can't a kid be a kid?! Sheesh! And to this day, when I fly through a cloud, it still fills me with happiness!
I am in The States for three weeks. I am currently in Texas, after spending a week in Las Vegas, visiting good friends and enjoying my time with them.
I love my friends. My Vegas friends, much like the city itself, has seen and experienced some things! We discussed the normalcy of the craziness, and it is these stories that have shaped us into the human beings we are today. Las Vegas is like no other city - it is the most fake, most real city on the planet. And I wouldn't have it any other way!!
One day, I visited my sweet friend, Julie M, who is an animal lover and overall lover of life.
She is so giving and surrounds herself with horses, chickens, dogs, birds... in other words, she is Snow White. The photo above is Julie's coq, he is a funny fucker and such a lover!!
Check out the I HATE FRANCE section of this blog to read about the life of chickens and how it relates to French culture. Julie spoiled me, just as much as she spoils her fur babies, and like my fellow mammals, I loved every little bit of it!!!!
In fact, all of my Vegas friends spoiled me -- they treated me like Cleopatra, and who doesn't like to be treated like royalty?!! And I WAS SPOILED! But, it is ALWAYS reciprocated.
I LOVE spoiling my friends, but my Las Vegas peeps take it to the next level!
I am so grateful and lucky to be loved, by so many and so much, it makes my heart swell like the ocean.
Also, just wanted to let you know that modern technology has been complicated for me, therefore photos are scare for the time being, but once I'm back on French soil, you will meet my beautiful friends, and fall in love with them too! It's kinda hard not to!
Big Texas kiss, my darlin's! Eat well, spoil yourself and spoil your friends, because as I mentioned above, who doesn't like to be spoiled!?
Frenchified for Life!
Vendredi is derived from Venus, the Goddess of Love
Hello my lovelies!
When I first started this blog, ohh, some six years ago, I would post a Friday Love list, and since I haven't done one in a while, I decided why not?!... on a Tuesday! So, here we are!
Like many of my fellow humans, I am multi-faceted and have a wide array of interests and likes.
Today I am going to share with you some of my inner thoughts and feelings through the help of funny, sweet, and magical memes. Happiness is contagious, and I like the idea of being a Typhoid Merry. And perhaps you shall discover something new too, who knows?
So without further ado...
Tuesday's Friday's Love List!
Self aware cat.
My sweet friend, Kim M, has two cats - Toby and Zee - this cat is not either of them, but Ms M describes their personalities and their cat-teristics in loving detail.
We love our pets, and since they provide us with so much care and affection, it is difficult not to be an advocate for our furry friends.
Current American legislation is allowing the killing of hibernating bears, also wolves, and lest not forget about the lead poisoning of the bald eagle, you know, the symbol of America. (Look it up, I encourage you!)
I love this photo because perhaps s/he is asking themselves, "what am I doing with my nine lives?"
To take a long hard look in the mirror at ourselves, and especially under florescent lighting, is a necessity, to change the world.
I believe the world has changed for the better because of ridiculous people, they are the dreamers, the well wishers, such as Joan of Arc, Jesus or Martin Luther King Jr. or Abraham Lincoln, or John Lennon.... they were also murdered, burned or lynched by other ridiculous people, hence, what's the point of trying?! That, I can understand.
As Yoda said: Do or Do not, there is no try.
Use your ancestors and your fellow humans as an example and inspiration to be a positive force of nature for yourself and for others. Be bold and stand up and speak up for your fellow humans, and other LIVING beings. Do not give voice to inanimate objects, things, businesses that deteriorate and destroy people.
If this snippet doesn't intrigue you, then we have nothing more to talk about.
Many of my friends are Whovians, but at the time, I didn't understand the fascination, until I did.
It took me a few episodes in of the new season starring Christopher Eccleston, who is MY Doctor, to fall head over heels in love with this series. The show is so campy, cheesy, magical, and wonderful, simply wonderful!
It gets you right in the feels -- and it's a mixture of RUN, FANTASTIC, ALLONS-Y, and GERONIMOOOO!
I have been rewatching old episodes as of late, yes, my sweeties, I am a Whovian.
Doctor Who is cheaper than therapy and so much more entertaining!
This hippo is cooler than you.
If you have taken a little Frenchified tour of my website, you would have read in the About section: 50 facts about moi.
One of them is my love and admiration of hippos.
Look at this sweet face. Those eyes, those ears, those rosy cheeks and the expression of not having a care in the world.
This hippo is adorable... just chillaxing in Mother Nature's jacuzzi.
But did you know that despite this sweet face, hippos are deadly, territorial, and aggressive?
Goes to show, never judge a book by it's cover.
It's a Scream!
The old CBBC TV series, Young Dracula has it all: family drama, style, comedy, adventure, teenage angst.
Meet Count Dracula's family. They put the fun in dysfunction, wrapped up perfectly with wit, panache, and cheekiness!
I found this show on a fluke, but boy I'm glad I did.
I watched it like a documentary reality show, it's sweet genius.
If you get a change, check it out. Hopefully you'll fall in love with the absurdity of it all.
Along those lines, I politely demand the immediate viewing of the mockumentary, What We Do In The Shadows. Like, tout de suite, cheries!
I found this online, therefore I am unsure of it's validity, however since I'm unable to obtain an interview with Sly himself to confirm, nonetheless, I would like to believe it is true.
I love Rocky, some of the movies were better than others, but the story of Rocky, the underdog doing the impossible, what's not to love?
"He thinks it's a fight, not a show." - Apollo Creed's trainer, Rocky.
It's a beautiful, hard, and a modern day heroic story of overcoming all obstacles.
And, to this day, when I climb up stairs, I hear the Rocky theme song then recreate the famous scene at the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art.
You know what I'm talking about!!
If not, please, I insist you watch the movie.
Everything we do is magic.
Ever hear the term, The Magic Touch?
How we project ourselves to the world is our personal magic, our magic touch so to speak.
So, what does your magic say about you?
Austin Powers had his Mojo. Sean Connery projects a suave magic. Both got the ladies! Oh la la, lucky boys!
Imagine you can wave a magic wand and poof all your problems disappear, but since we live in the real world.. well, who's to say, you can't have both?
You are the magic wand. So swish and flick your problems away, and look good while doing it, because honey child...
Everythings better with a little magic!!
My Preferred Method of Transportation
Can you imagine this being a possibility as mode of transportation?
Sounds pretty COOLSOME! As in cool and awesome!!
What would yours be? Riding a bird? Riding a cheetah? A Hippo?!
In Doctor Who, Winston Churchill rode his personal mammoth to Parliament. (The Wedding of River Song)
Having an active imagination means you shall ever be bored.
There are worlds to ponder, visit, and explore, boundless are the possibilities.
This is perhaps one of the reasons why such classics as Alice in Wonderland, The Jungle Book, Tarzan, Mary Poppins, and Beauty and The Beast captivate our hearts for generations over.
We all want to believe in magic and goodness, but understand that it is deeper than belief, it simply is what it is.
Everything living upon our Earth is a product of magic and goodness, do not let the corruption of the greedy have you believe otherwise. Anyway, be COOLSOME.
Having an active imagination is vital - you can explore the deepest of caves or swing like Tarzan across a starry sky!
But ---- going down the internet rabbit hole, well, you read and see some stuff you can't imagine is possible, especially in this day and age, but voila, there it is.
Need examples? Ok -- The holocaust, starvation, homelessness, people setting themselves on fire or committing suicide because they feel they FAIL for not being able to find a job or make money to live in 'civilized' society. Snow White syndrome.
When we were children, we imagined a world of flying cars, jet packs, teleportation, of harmony and safety... well, I speak for myself, and THIS is what I wake up to every day? THIS REALITY? Where there is no harmony or security or teleportation? What the shit are these SMART engineers and scientists supposedly doing?!! NO TELEPORTATION is UNACCEPTABLE! But first things first -- Starvation is unacceptable. Ignorance is unacceptable. Homelessness is unacceptable. Being apathetic is unacceptable.
It's no wonder my fellow humans are just waiting to die - pfft - me included - I don't want to be used/abused/enslaved, even though I am, by this shit system. But my internal system, my life essence, won't allow me to do anything foolish or hurt myself, even though there was a time in my life where I just wanted to slip away and never be heard from again. I begged for my life to stop, I have begged, prayed, pleaded to be 'normal', but The Gods have different ideas and more work for me to do, (ummm, thanks?!) so -- here I am, it's just me, mate, doing what brings me pleasure, which puts me in touch with who I truly am, which is unconditional love, just LIKE YOU!
I cannot fix every world problem, but I can fix how I react and view our world problems, by being proactive. I can't save everyone, I ain't Jesus, but I can be like Jesus and turn the tables on the powerful (and hopefully without being lynched or raped) and influence a new way of thinking. After all, the easiest and hardest thing to do is to change your mind.
I think this is why I lose myself in my thoughts, or in books and TV, where I am entertained and transported to someplace safe and better, rather than the reality of reality.
I imagine a better place, a safe place where I am free, truly free, and one where I can fly.
Give me one firm spot on which to stand and I shall move the Earth. - Archimedes
The sweet husband and I were recently discussing insanity. Honestly, is there is difference between insanity and genius? I feel one must have one foot firmly planted in both to be a sane human!
After all, Leonardo Da Vinci dug up dead bodies to study anatomy. Madame Curie exposed herself to radiation, and now we have Xrays! The Wright Bros = airplanes! Handheld devices with access to all information in the world, it's the stuff in comic books, but no, it is our reality!
But, with all of these new gadgets -- NOTHING replaces an active brain! One must balance ingenuity with insanity, and hopefully without hurting yourselves or others in the process, which can be hard to do, I'm not denying that, but we do it everyday, so there's that!
Need another example? Just think of driving your car -- YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE, a CAR!
Genius + insanity = magic!
They say at the end of every rainbow, there is a pot of gold. Perhaps the pot of gold is really a DOG!?
Socrates said, and I'm paraphrasing here, to be a better human being is to have the qualities of a loyal dog, according to Plato's Republic. Socrates, predates Jesus obviously, but both had the same messages of LOVE and SELF ACCEPTANCE and both were murdered by the State for having these outrageous beliefs.
I only need to look to my sweet little puppy dog, Cashew, to show me the TRUE WAY. She is a 10 pound Guru of unconditional love, loyalty, kindness, patience, ferocity, and sweetness. I am hers and she is mine.
She doesn't judge me, doesn't care how much of a mess of a human I seem to be, she simply accepts and loves me, just as I am, no conditions, no limitations, no judgements. How can something as insignificant as a dog impact how I live my life? She just does, and both of us are over the moon grateful for having been born.
By the way -- DOG is GOD spelled backwards.
Growing up, my mother use to berate me and belittle me with the following: "I wish you were never born."
Not only was I told this on numerous occasions, but I also felt the exact same way!!!! I guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree. I have always felt a bit out of place, because I couldn't comprehend the authoritarian stupidities of our world. I still can't. Perhaps some will say, "GROW UP!" to which I respond, "FUCK YOU!" Which proves their point, and makes mine. Others might empathize and say: "I'm glad you were born." But, honestly, I do wish I was never born, this world is too cruel and evil for my human being, my sweet "snowflake" soul!
I am saddened to see my fellow human beings turned into profits. I am saddened to see parents having to enslave and stretch themselves thin to provide a 'normal' human experience for their children. (I understand my mother now)
I am saddened to see fat children playing video games, but hey anything to shut them up!
I am saddened to know mofos like Jabba the Hutt Trump, who doesn't pay taxes and represents THE problem with humanity is now in charge of MY country - the land of enslaved and home of the unbrave.
My mother was right: I wish I never was born.
Despite all my faults, complaints, and awesomeness, to be alive is a sweet torture.
My friend's husband, Sean R, says we must eat a spoonful of shit everyday. Personally, I like the Mary Poppins version, a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down, but both are basically saying the same thing: suck it up and shut up. Which is some good ole Texan advice right there, but so is "Damn, son... that ain't right." Hence the sweet torture.
So, enjoy the sweetness to endure the torture. Fare thee well, my friends. Be and Do well. Eat well. Think well. Drink well. Sleep well. Listen to Frank Sinatra. Do Be Do Be Do. (see what I did there?)
And by doing those simple tasks, you shall discover and experience a new way, a path to self happiness, acceptance and love and the willingness to provide those same outlets with others by sharing your light, no matter how dark it will become.
But then again, what do I know?
Light and Love,
Do not go gentle into that good night... Dylan Thomas
Ladies and Gentlemen, with the upmost respect, adoration and admiration... Mr Frank fucking Sinatra.
Thanks for stopping by for a spell, today's post is about What's Happening in France, April edition!
Read Time: 7 minutes
The last few posts I have written, were filled with French fun facts, (such as: Why French people are called frogs? The answer lies in March's post.) and a list of what's going on -- on this side of the planet, and around the planet, complete with some history, thoughts and ah bon(s)?!
Ah bon, means oh, yeah?! or oh, really?
Spring is here, so let Spring training begin! Of course, at this time, the weather is in transition, but sunny days are ahead, so take this time to make an action plan to spring forth, shape, and create the very BEST you! Having trouble figuring out what that is?
Pfft, don't you worry your pretty little head over it, keep it simple and participate in the activities that bring you JOY! And BAM! Instant Happiness!
Good luck with whatever that may be, self-improvement is never a waste.
Bonjour et Bienvenue!
Thank you for stopping by for a spell!
I am a 40-something year old American woman. Born in Texas, raised in Las Vegas!
Frenchified for Life
is a fabulous little lifestyle blog about truly embracing French life!
My intent is to simply inspire you to create something unique and beautiful in your everyday life. The French have this wonderful and annoying habit of seeing the world through rose colored glasses, might as well learn something from them!
That said, I lift my glass to you!
By the way, I mention the name Cachou (or The Cash) a lot, I'm referring to her...