Yet Another Lovely French Weekend.

Well for the first time in what seems like a very very long time we were actually home in France for the weekend. And friends Jean-Jacque and wife Noelle were kind enough to invite us over for a Sunday Bar-B-Q. ( I am sure I have once again miss-spelled all of their namesas well as BBQ.)

We LOVE being invited to eat at Chez Noelle because she stuffs us full of great, food and wine and then lets us drink as many Nespresso coffees as our nervous systems can handle.

At Lunch we also met Annick and Bruno who were accompanied by their lovely daughter Zoe.

Now usually after a few drinks my French miraculously improves. I thought I was following the conversation just fine until the Frenchboys started this heated exchange:

Whaaa? huh? WTF just happened? If you speak French, please be kind enough to translate this for me in the comments section. Seriously. I don't understand a word that was said.

Anywayz, after lunch the ladies took the kids out for a bit of French cow watching.

Ok, mostly they were riding their bikes and we were watching the cows.

Eventually the French Boys joined us and fun was had by all as we practiced making our favorite farm noises.

"Mooooo!"

"Coo-ca-doodle-dooooo!"

On the way home we walked by this mailbox, which doesn't seem at all out of the oridinary ...except for the fact that it's a US mail box. If you look close enough you can actually read the imprint.

Now, my friends, I have seen it all!