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The Final Hours in Paris – 2014

The Final Hours in Paris – 2014

Bonjour!  I hope you enjoyed my posts this week as I took you on the journey of my trip to Paris last spring.  I often hear people refer to big trips as a “trip of a lifetime”.  It makes me cringe when I hear this […]

Paris – Day 10

Paris – Day 10

Spring in Paris is magical and when you factor in a trip to Monet’s Jardin quite honestly you’d think you were in Oz.  Enjoy day 10 as I revisit my spring in Paris, 2014…. I really am beginning to lose count on what day it […]

Overnight Ghosts in Lyon

Overnight Ghosts in Lyon

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When I talk about my trip to France in 2014, this is one of my favorite stories to tell….

We had uninvited guests in our hotel room last night!

Insomnia hasn’t been a problem this week since we’ve been walking miles and miles each day and last night was no different.  Turn out the light, put my head on the pillow and fall fast asleep until morning.

Last night I woke up from a dead sleep to voices in our room. Incessant chattering in French.  I couldn’t understand it but it was happy chatter, giggling, like people were having a party but were talking softly so as not to wake us up.  I lay still, trying to figure out where the noise was coming from.  I heard no foot steps from the floor above nor from the hallway outside our door.  The voices were in our room!

After listening for about 10 minutes I decided I needed to get up and visit the bathroom.  Once I started to stir in bed the voices stopped.  When I went back into bed and got comfortable the voices quietly started up again.  I eventually fell back to sleep as I wasn’t afraid because they were friendly voices.

Fast forward to morning….Kate and I decided to sleep in today and woke to the sound of alarm at 9:30.  We were silent for a few minutes as we wake up.  Then Kate sat up in bed and said she had woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom so she sat up and said she felt a presence and looked across the room and saw someone sitting in the chair.  She immediately put her glasses on but saw no one in the chair and thought no more about it, just that it was weird.

I then proceeded to tell of my experience from the middle of the night and how strange it was we both sensed ghost visitors yet neither of us felt threatened or fear. Friendly ghosts in a historic building in Old Lyon, it made our visit to Lyon even more exciting!

We spent the afternoon shopping for souvenirs for friends and family and picked up a few things for ourselves. Being I have an affinity for funky boots, I couldn’t resist the beautiful fine Italian leather boots at a little boutique. They have a leather sole so I know I’ll have these forever, I can always get them re-soled if they wear out, right???  It made sense to me. Viola, a girls gotta live!  Check out the Manfield boots online, I haven’t figured out the exchange from € to $, ignorance IS bliss and I feel no shame!

Bonsoir!

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Paris – Day 6 – Revisited

Paris – Day 6 – Revisited

Lacking energy is rarely a term someone would use when describing me, but on our 6th day in Paris we were worn out; jet lag had caught up with us.  Unfortunately at the time of the original post I was relying entirely on my iPhone […]

Paris – Day 5 – 2015 Revisited

Paris – Day 5 – 2015 Revisited

I’m in a funk today…quite frankly I’m homesick.  This feeling has been tapping me on the shoulder since Tuesday…the first anniversary of my 2nd tour of France.  It was today (Saturday) that Kate and I settled into our tiny apartment on the east edge of […]

A Matter of Time

A Matter of Time

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Some people are haunted by night time.  The darkness.  The quiet stillness.  Perhaps even by ghosts.

Others are haunted by loneliness.  Being alone.  Spending too much time alone.  Abandoned or emotional loneliness yet surrounded by people.

Me, I’m haunted by time.  Too much time, too little time.  A minute, an hour, a day, week, year, years.  Time running out.  Time looking ahead, time reflecting backward.  And the fact that I can’t catch time, hold onto it or stop it.

I’m always chasing time in one way, shape or form.  I’m always thinking about the things I need to do; work, write, relax, how much time do I have to sleep.  Enough time for family and friends.  It’s exhausting thinking about the amount of time I spend thinking about time.

The thing about time is that it’s a concept.  Kind of a tangible, intangible.  When it’s here, it’s here and when it’s gone, it’s gone.  You only have the time ahead of you to do different because you can’t change the time behind you.  You can’t have yesterday back or as The Hurricane calls it….last morning.

I turned the calendar to February on a morning I was feeling particularly reflective.  The calendar was a gift.  Time is a gift.  But unlike other gifts, you’re unable to purchase time like you can gift items.  The calendar is a time piece of sorts, always moving forward.  The theme of the calendar is Paris.  Paris, a piece of time from my past.

Turning the page brought me back to last February when Kate and I were busy planning our trip to Paris.  Booking our apartment, the train to Lyon and Giverny, purchasing tickets to museums and busy brushing up on our limited French.  Last February, our Paris trip seemed like that time would never arrive.  One of those things you talk about doing but you never actually do it.

But then time robs you of the moment once it does arrive.  Paris was last year and the dread of it being one year in the past creates a dull, aching feeling deep within me.  I want time back, I want that time back.

I want to be less in tune to time-sense.  It’s like an imaginary bot is lurking around me at every pause and robbing me of time;  time wasted, time I’m looking forward to and the time I spend in the moment.

I sat next to an elderly woman on a plane on my way back home last week, I would say she was in her late 70’s.  It was obvious dementia was dancing with her mind.  I thought how peaceful that must feel to have no concept of time.  She was a lovely, soft-spoken, well put together woman;  educated and had the grace of an eagle.  She spoke of her family and of how fast her grandchildren had grown up.  Repeating over and over about how fast the time goes.   She was on her way to visit her brother in New Orleans.  She spoke with a deep southern drawl, and they way she said “oh yes” and “a-ha” I found soothing, like listening to the gospel choir in the beautiful chapel of St. Chapelle in Paris.  While I cringed every time she announced that time goes so fast, I knew that my higher power had placed this woman next to me for a reason.  Another gift of sorts.  A reminder to breathe and let time flow through me like the sound of this woman’s beautiful voice.

Once the plane landed in Denver I stayed with her until we reached her connecting flight.  It was time well spent. Her name was Teresa, my grandmother’s name.  She said I was an angel looking over her that evening.  But really, she was my angel.  I’ve written before on how connected I feel to people who come into my life at a time when I need a lesson.  Teresa was my lesson about time.  Not to fear it, not to try to control it, not to let time haunt me.

Time has a plan for all of us.  Hopefully time gives me another trip to Paris with Kate in 2016 so that I can re-live time.

And I hope time is good to Teresa and that she has the opportunity to share her wisdom with other busy woman who need a lesson in slowing down.

While I can’t stop time, I can stop it from haunting me.  I’m going to be more mindful of navigating through time a bit more efficiently with ease and grace like my beautiful angel, Teresa.

I challenge you to live in the moment this week, free of distraction and that rushed feeling.  Take a deep breath, look around and practice paying attention to the present.  Breathe in…breathe out.  Don’t let the present slip away unobserved and unseized.  Practice stillness and calm and have a great week!

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A Perfect Weekend

A Perfect Weekend

Last week was a busy week.  A little bit of this, a little bit of that…. It kicked off with a birthday party…The Hurricane turned four.  It’s hard to believe it was only four years ago this adorable little girl was welcomed into the world. […]

France 2011

France 2011

As I spent the day preparing for an upcoming trip, I ran around picking up last-minute items in an effort to not have to check in my luggage.  I swear I’m going to conquer this vacation with 3 pair of shoes, it’s the shoes that […]

Top Ten Fun Quizzes on Facebook

Top Ten Fun Quizzes on Facebook

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I see these quizzes pop-up on Facebook everyday, ok, I have to admit I’ve taken one a time or two.  They’re pretty funny actually.  I’m fascinated by trying to figure out the demographics of those who create the quiz, I imagine someone much younger based on many of the response options.  As ridiculous as they are, I see quite a few of my friends are taking them as well and posting results on their Facebook timeline.  So in a desperate attempt to entertain myself during recent hotel stays, I’ve taken ten quizzes and am sharing the surprising and many times, not so surprising results.

Here we go with the Top Ten Fun Quizzes on Facebook…

10.  How Naughty or Nice Are You?  I’m 67% Naughty and 33% Nice, that makes me a little naughty, not a big surprise.  Would you want me any other way?  [shareprints gallery_id=”2991″ gallery_type=”squares” gallery_position=”pos_center” gallery_width=”width_100″ image_size=”large” image_padding=”0″ theme=”dark” image_hover=”false” lightbox_type=”slide” titles=”true” captions=”true” descriptions=”true” comments=”true” sharing=”true”]9.  Are You A Wine Expert?  I scored 45% which makes me a beginner and I’m perfectly fine with that, some things just aren’t that important to me and being a wine expert is one of them.  I taste it, I like it, I drink it!  If I don’t like it, I cook with it, no point in tossing it down the drain.[shareprints gallery_id=”2992″ gallery_type=”squares” gallery_position=”pos_center” gallery_width=”width_100″ image_size=”large” image_padding=”0″ theme=”dark” image_hover=”false” lightbox_type=”slide” titles=”true” captions=”true” descriptions=”true” comments=”true” sharing=”true”]8.  How Crazy Are You?  Well, if I write and publish personal information about myself on the internet I have to be just a wee bit crazy right?  I am 46% crazy, that makes me “mostly sane”.   A little crazy makes me a little fun, there’s definitely never a dull moment when I’m around!  [shareprints gallery_id=”2994″ gallery_type=”squares” gallery_position=”pos_center” gallery_width=”width_100″ image_size=”large” image_padding=”0″ theme=”dark” image_hover=”false” lightbox_type=”slide” titles=”true” captions=”true” descriptions=”true” comments=”true” sharing=”true”]7.  Are You A Player?  I’m 20% Player, that probably explains why I’ve never played the singles game well.  Every time I’ve thrown caution to the wind and played, I lost, so I prefer to be the player on the bench.[shareprints gallery_id=”2995″ gallery_type=”squares” gallery_position=”pos_center” gallery_width=”width_100″ image_size=”large” image_padding=”0″ theme=”dark” image_hover=”false” lightbox_type=”slide” titles=”true” captions=”true” descriptions=”true” comments=”true” sharing=”true”]6.  How Sentimental Are You?  I’m 58% sentimental, mushy-gushy.  I care enough, but I wouldn’t say I’m mushy-gushy.  I know people who save all kinds of sentimental knick-knacks, not me, I pitch that crap after what I determine is the sentimental mourning period.  If it weren’t for people like me, Goodwill wouldn’t be opening stores in every suburb of the city.[shareprints gallery_id=”2996″ gallery_type=”squares” gallery_position=”pos_center” gallery_width=”width_100″ image_size=”large” image_padding=”0″ theme=”dark” image_hover=”false” lightbox_type=”slide” titles=”true” captions=”true” descriptions=”true” comments=”true” sharing=”true”]5.  What Type of Movie Would Your Life Be?  My life would be a comedy, because life IS all fun and games.  Work hard-play hard, because you only go around once!  I would have won an Oscar for my performance at the horse track a few years ago,  or in the Minneapolis version of the movie Sideways after a night of sushi and martinis, or a golf outing with my boys when a floating bog was a bit of a hazard, or the night my old boss and I picked up a body on the shoulder of  a frontage road just off the interstate.  Yes, my life is definitely a comedy![shareprints gallery_id=”2997″ gallery_type=”squares” gallery_position=”pos_center” gallery_width=”width_100″ image_size=”large” image_padding=”0″ theme=”dark” image_hover=”false” lightbox_type=”slide” titles=”true” captions=”true” descriptions=”true” comments=”true” sharing=”true”]4.  Which Greek Goddess Are You?  I’m Hera, the Queen of the Gods.  Goddess of marriage, women and birth….tee hee.  Now Queen of the Gods is a title I can identify with but goddess of marriage?  Not so much and practice doesn’t make perfect where marriage is concerned.[shareprints gallery_id=”2998″ gallery_type=”squares” gallery_position=”pos_center” gallery_width=”width_100″ image_size=”large” image_padding=”0″ theme=”dark” image_hover=”false” lightbox_type=”slide” titles=”true” captions=”true” descriptions=”true” comments=”true” sharing=”true”]3.  How Obnoxious Are You?  Let’s not all shout out “obnoxious” at once!  Actually, I’ll be busy polishing my halo today because I’m an Angel.  “You can’t even wrap your head around the meaning of bitchiness”.  Now this is some funny stuff!  I prefer to be described as “spirited” but I’m no Angel that’s for sure.[shareprints gallery_id=”3000″ gallery_type=”squares” gallery_position=”pos_center” gallery_width=”width_100″ image_size=”large” image_padding=”0″ theme=”dark” image_hover=”false” lightbox_type=”slide” titles=”true” captions=”true” descriptions=”true” comments=”true” sharing=”true”]2.  How Honorable Are You?  I’m 91% honorable.  I know what’s right and what’s wrong and live my life accordingly.  It must have been that Irish/Catholic upbringing.  Life is much easier when you live it honorably and I proudly adorn the honorable crown.[shareprints gallery_id=”3001″ gallery_type=”squares” gallery_position=”pos_center” gallery_width=”width_100″ image_size=”large” image_padding=”0″ theme=”dark” image_hover=”false” lightbox_type=”slide” titles=”true” captions=”true” descriptions=”true” comments=”true” sharing=”true”]1.  Which European City Should You Live In?  I love this one…I should live in Paris!  No surprise, right?  A haven for intellectuals, fashionistas, artists, and people seeking culture.  And oh, how I love Paris![shareprints gallery_id=”3002″ gallery_type=”squares” gallery_position=”pos_center” gallery_width=”width_100″ image_size=”large” image_padding=”0″ theme=”dark” image_hover=”false” lightbox_type=”slide” titles=”true” captions=”true” descriptions=”true” comments=”true” sharing=”true”]While you may or may not have found my results entertaining, these quizzes are time consuming and offer little value to anyone other than mere entertainment to break-up the day.  I shudder to think how many employees sit at desk on company time, taking quizzes each day.  And when you’ve exhausted quiz options, there’s always Pinterest.

Now there’s an idea, Top Ten Helpful Hints on Pinterest…..have a great week!

Lynn

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A Weekend of Random Activities and Thoughts

A Weekend of Random Activities and Thoughts

I woke up to a bed full of toys on Sunday; Lambchop, a Barbie doll, play money, a Barrel of Monkeys, stuffed animals and Captain America. The figurine Captain America; not tall, dark and handsome. I wish! After a sleepover at Grammies, my kiddos were […]