Avenue Q comes to Paris

Mais que voila….?

The Broadway musical Avenue Q is coming to Paris.  A couple of years ago, when I first asked what Avenue Q was, I was told that it was sort of like Sesame Street but for adults. I love it!

I wonder though if they will be showing it in french or will it have subtitles like the Sound of Music. It would suck though if they translate it in french.

– Okay, I just saw their Facebook page and it’s in french. Hmmm…now I’m not sure if I’m gonna go see it or not. How am I going to sing along if it’s in french?

The show will be in Bobino. I’ve been there and it’s a good theater. Prices vary from 27 to 80 euros. But during their promo run you can get 40% off on all categories.

Promo run is from the 7th to the 16th of February.

More information on their Facebook page, Bobino, and the Avenue Q France page.

Tags: Avenue Q, Bobino, Paris, Sesame Street

French 101

People say that it’s better to learn french if you’re planning to live in France. This girl says you only need 1 word. And I totally agree.

The power of this word is boundless.

 

Although with great power comes great responsibility.  So like she said, if you use it too much, it’s power will go away…and maybe you’ll indeed need to learn real french.

 

Tags: France, French language

Times like these…

It has been one of those roller coaster weeks. Emotions all over the place like you wouldn’t believe. There were happy days, scary days, days full of uncertainty, sad days then happy days again. It was crazy I tell ya.

But with all the changes that happened last week, there was 1 thing that was constant. I am so lucky to have a husband who doesn’t freak out the moment I do. He keeps me grounded, he keeps me sane. And for that I am extremely grateful. He even did the dishes more than 2x this week.

This afternoon, out of the blue, I texted him telling him I miss him. Mushy I know but sometimes a relationship needs mush. And I got the cutest reply ever.

He sent a photo of himself at work. It was so cute it beat my mushy text 10 to 8.

I wuv my husband. He always knows how to make me smile. (And how to make me angry too, but that’s another story).

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Tags: mush

Je t’ai eu!

I got you! Yesterday while making ligid-ligid (you’ll only get this if you’re Ilonggo) on a Sunday afternoon, I caught the husband reading my blog. Yes you!

I know he reads my blog sometimes but it just felt weird with him reading it beside me like I wasn’t there. Then he asks me what sneaky meant referring to the Cambridge Satchel post. Mwahahahaha. For a while there I wanted to tell him it’s some mean word that means something evil. But I couldn’t help it, he worked his sad innocent puppy dog eyes on me and I had to tell him what it really meant and he was all happy.

But now I know how he became such a sneaky sneaky sneak. I overheard him telling a friend that whenever I mention something I like, he writes it down on his phone. Then if I mention it again and again then he knows that it’s something I really like. And thus he has a list of gifts or things to buy for me whenever there’s a big occasion.

Sneaky sneaky sneak sneak. I tell ya.

 

But now I know his style, I think I’ll mess it up a bit. Just to see if he’s paying attention. <insert evil laugh here>.

 

You know you’re getting older when…

…you find yourself buying semi-useless stuff for the house more than you buy stuff for yourself.

And you happily spend the night bickering with your husband on how to assemble it and how you cannot believe that it took 2 people to assemble such a simple thing.

Then you happily do the dishes and proudly dry them on your new drying rack.

Then you realize how much you need a life and schedule a drinking session with your buddies the next day to remind you that you are still young and carefree (sometimes).

 

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