life according to me
In less than a week, we will be on a non-stop flight to London, then take a short flight to Paris. Yes, Paris.
I’ve been many places before — many — but think I’ve been saving France in general for when my husband and I could go alone. We’ve enjoyed trips to England and Wales with our youngest, then another fabulous road trip there with his parents. We’ve also traveled through Italy with one of my older sons, but we’ve never been with each other — alone.
February is nearly half gone and I’m just now feeling as if there’s a new year ahead of me and things to plan for. The holidays have long passed, the remnants of that nasty bout with bronchitis are finally gone, the Super Bowl — which always seems to allow some sort of hanging on to a reason to plan a party — is history, and finally, a lovely several days spent with an old friend who came to stay have also been crossed off my calendar. Time flies.