A few months back, Ontonio and I were dreaming up the best ways to spend our days during our transition. We decided to beach hop and make time to BE with each of our parents. We beach hopped and spent two WONDERFUL weeks with my mother in Florida. A few days ago, we landed in…
“This sale is historic,” our realtor said. Flashback a few months. Sitting on this balcony was like watching a live show everyday.Ontonio and I are in Paris, pouting about returning to Alabama, when we made a Kadine-and-Ontonio decision. Some might call it crazy, but that’s what I absolutely love about US. Anywho.. It is a…
Welcome To My Paris Journal: Day 32+33 I fell in love with Paris, slowly. Like a tiny spot on a lover’s face or the little hairs at the nape of their neck, it was the small details that wooed me. The glimpse of children holding hands. Young people spilling out of parks and my own…
Welcome to My Paris Journal Day 32 We took the kids back to the 1st arrondissement—and showed them where we enjoyed Jazz the night before. There were more young people, restaurants, and optical entertainment in this part of Paris. I saw a girl with earrings made of over thirty feathers hanging from ear to breast.…
Welcome to My Paris Journal Day 31 Ontonio read maybe a book worth of reviews before he booked our last dinner reservation in Paris. I used to be so annoyed at how long it took him to decide on a restaurant, but I’ve learned to let him BE because he’s never failed me with his…
Welcome to My Paris Journal Day 29 14 Juillet is a National Holiday, commemorating the French Revolution. The Festivities made for a was crazzzy-busssy day out in the streets. My neighbor was nice enough to warn me about the upcoming excitement. But I couldn't imagine the many roadblocks, the loud jets, and the…