<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2020 05:51:19 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>blether</category><category>l&#39;amour</category><category>Cringe</category><category>misc</category><category>France</category><category>Memories</category><category>scunnered</category><category>Pensive Princesse</category><category>Scotland</category><category>Party Princesse</category><category>Geek</category><category>clumsy girl</category><category>sick</category><category>French</category><category>Crazy Cat Lady</category><category>FPisms</category><category>baby princesse</category><category>office girl</category><category>zzz...</category><category>Working Princesse</category><category>Bridezilla</category><category>missing home</category><category>Family Matters</category><category>baby prince</category><category>mummy princesse</category><category>Writer</category><category>Life Happens</category><category>baby fashion</category><category>what&#39;s he wearing today</category><category>Business woman Princesse</category><category>Teaching Princesse</category><category>Wee Ones</category><category>princesse-isms</category><title>La Belle Saison</title><description>Snippets of my life...</description><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>304</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-6249449984561717758</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2014 09:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-12-24T10:44:37.603+01:00</atom:updated><title>The night before Christmas eve, with a toddler and a baby</title><atom:summary type="text">
T&#39;was the night before Christmas eve, 

when all through the house,

not a creature was stirring, 

not even a mouse. 



I had just dropped off to sleep 

after an hour of folding laundry, 

when suddenly the baby woke 

crying rather loudly. 



I took her into bed, 

cuddled her and shushed her 

but lo and behold, 

she vomitted everywhere. 



I cleaned up the bed 

and held her tight, 

we</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2014/12/the-night-before-christmas-eve-with.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-8065956592006210177</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2014 10:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-12-08T11:04:04.993+01:00</atom:updated><title>The Little Man&#39;s First Birthday</title><atom:summary type="text">

So it was a whole month ago but we&#39;ve only just stopped the celebrations!  I can&#39;t quite believe our baby is one year old.  I know everyone says it and everyone warns you to make the most of it when they&#39;re babies but it&#39;s so true - the time flies by. 



I started planning the birthday party months in advance.  I saw a rainbow cake.  I wanted to make my own rainbow cake.  I made a rainbow cake</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2014/12/the-little-mans-first-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JDdJEIxa57U/UdWAfuDxygI/AAAAAAAABbg/8QT6cjUrnJ0/s72-c/DSC_0858.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-4540113471495975531</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Mar 2013 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-22T16:23:38.423+01:00</atom:updated><title>Off to Scotland we go!</title><atom:summary type="text">I haven&#39;t had an awful lot of time to blog this past week; we&#39;re going to Scotland tomorrow and the packing has just been horrendous.  But it&#39;s all going to be so worth it once we get there, ohhh yes it is!  You see, it&#39;s the first time we&#39;ve been to Scotland since Little A arrived and I can&#39;t wait to take him &#39;home&#39;.  Can&#39;t wait! 

Admittedly I&#39;m slightly freaking out about the 2 hour flight </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2013/03/off-to-scotland-we-go.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-9001365643522822961</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Mar 2013 22:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-17T23:14:02.873+01:00</atom:updated><title>Motherly Love Is...</title><atom:summary type="text">...Building tents with your 9 month old son.























</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2013/03/motherly-love-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6af00pZiYog/UUY9Zi5k7VI/AAAAAAAABWk/eH4PyoZPYvY/s72-c/DSC08504.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-6755220464420169370</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 14:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T15:40:19.872+01:00</atom:updated><title>Big Bad Words</title><atom:summary type="text">
FP comes from a long line of swearers.  I didn&#39;t realise how bad his swearing was at the beginning of our relationship because

a) we were young and swore often because it was kind of &#39;cool&#39;
and
b) he swore in French.

But my husband, and his whole family, are big swearers.

Although I knew certain French swear words (merde, for example) before meeting FP, he and his family have definitley been </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2013/03/big-bad-words.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IfinZ4T13GE/UUCO_20eIJI/AAAAAAAABWU/7sF3Qlq5gKc/s72-c/no_swearing.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-8447388257585971446</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2013 21:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T13:49:49.110+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby fashion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby prince</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mummy princesse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">what&#39;s he wearing today</category><title>What&#39;s He Wearing Today?</title><atom:summary type="text">
Dribble bib from Next

Plain white vest from Marks and Spencer

Grey sweater vest from Okaïdi

Navy cords from Boutchou

Grey and navy socks from Okaïdi









</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2013/03/what-hes-wearing-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17CWBIKpRI4/UT5OcIO6WrI/AAAAAAAABV8/MB4bqiI9BGU/s72-c/DSC08479.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-4998552404272776455</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2013 12:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-11T22:45:11.223+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby prince</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mummy princesse</category><title>Story time</title><atom:summary type="text">Little A was refusing to nap but, having been awake and on the go for the past 5 hours, he was getting pretty grouchy so I sat myself down on the sofa, put him on my knee and chose a boardbook to read together.  It was &#39;That&#39;s not my puppy&#39; from the &#39;That&#39;s not my...&#39; series (I highly recommend these touchy feely books, they&#39;re so cute!).  Miraculously, as soon as I started reading, Little A&#39;s </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2013/03/story-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EpkuTt7zqdo/UT3HoE1n7YI/AAAAAAAABVs/bqJWuGEqyzw/s72-c/DSC03368.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-5652142025842319580</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 17:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-11T22:45:41.053+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby fashion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby prince</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mummy princesse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">what&#39;s he wearing today</category><title>What&#39;s He Wearing Today?</title><atom:summary type="text">Ok people.  I am obsessed with baby fashion.  Obsessed I tell you! 

There&#39;s a post on a parenting forum I know where people post photos of their scrumptious wee babies in scrumptious wee outfits.  I love it!  But I can&#39;t participate because I&#39;ve completely forgotten my password and my user name so...I&#39;m going to do it here.

This wasn&#39;t today.  This was a few days ago but it&#39;s one of my </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2013/03/whats-he-wearing-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PP9RcThuAmE/UTzD5Uvi8WI/AAAAAAAABVY/bi0gWLqxv_I/s72-c/DSC08109.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-1493483599634085882</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 17:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-11T22:46:36.504+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family Matters</category><title>La Belle Saison : Part Three</title><atom:summary type="text">The beginning of part three should probably have started when Little A was born.  His arrival was evidently what changed everything.



FP, the pussy-chat Ollie and I had been living in Versailles since I moved to France.  However, if you know the Parisian region of France you will be aware of the impossible housing prices and the tiny apartments.  We wanted out.  With a baby on the way we wanted</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2013/03/la-belle-saison-part-three.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-732637315540477088</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Mar 2013 16:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-11T22:46:59.408+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pensive Princesse</category><title>Um...Hello!</title><atom:summary type="text">So.  I&#39;ve been writing a little on a new blog for the past week or so.  I wasn&#39;t sure whether to just write about (or more likely post pictures of) what I felt like on La Belle Saison because well, folks, I don&#39;t know any other way of putting this...I&#39;m obsessed with my son and all things mummy!  I just couldn&#39;t see a way of joining up this blog with a mummy blog and to be honest, I already annoy</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2013/03/umhello.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-3648857683013065239</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2012 12:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-11T22:49:17.474+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby prince</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mummy princesse</category><title></title><atom:summary type="text">How is it that such a tiny wee person can have such a huge impact on our lives?
  



















Thank you for turning our lives upside down.  We love you xxx</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2012/07/how-is-it-that-such-tiny-wee-person-can.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LoYBr4kFh_E/UBE6wYqN_ZI/AAAAAAAABUI/BXabMPDiAt8/s72-c/DSC00753.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-118265980444235717</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2012 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-25T17:00:28.847+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby prince</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family Matters</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mummy princesse</category><title>First Day</title><atom:summary type="text">Aedan is 19 days old today and it&#39;s our very first full day alone as mummy and baby.  FP went back to work after his paternity leave this morning &amp; left us both - my baby and I - staring at one another in bewilderment.  My thoughts were something like &quot;how am I going to cope all alone for a whole day?!&quot; and Aedan&#39;s were probably along the lines of &quot;but only daddy knows how to burp me properly!&quot;  </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2012/06/first-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLAA1wstczk/T-h7ev_arfI/AAAAAAAABTY/-iV-ruwQqCo/s72-c/DSC_0063.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-1929421474921923908</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2012 17:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-11T22:47:42.046+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby prince</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mummy princesse</category><title>We have a son!!!</title><atom:summary type="text">



</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2012/06/we-have-son.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rHCndsoyh-Y/T99ne4d-Z2I/AAAAAAAABTM/Z6AxSTm-dMY/s72-c/DSC_1936.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-4289120237752177168</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2012 13:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-19T15:26:11.541+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life Happens</category><title>Back (for good?)</title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s been over a year since I last updated La Belle Saison.  I feel so sad that I stopped writing!  Over the past year there were times when I thought I would come back and update ye trusty old blog but I never did because a) I&#39;ve no doubt lost any readers I was lucky enough to have in the first place and b) I&#39;ve left it too long now and there&#39;ll just be a massive gap in the archives where </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2012/03/back-for-good.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-skwcVXTcxSE/T2dBIDDFyhI/AAAAAAAABSs/NUxURqcIZBk/s72-c/22-11-11%2B11-02-24.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-6219227550633426804</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 22:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-01T00:55:50.851+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life Happens</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Teaching Princesse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wee Ones</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Princesse</category><title>All in a day&#39;s work</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;Jean, sit down.  No Klara, you can not have a sweetie yet. We have one at the end of the lesson, remember?  And only if...?&quot;&quot;Only if we&#39;ve been good.&quot;&quot;Well done, good girl Klara.  Camille, what&#39;s wrong, why are you crying?&quot;&quot;I don&#39;t want to sit beside Jeaaaannn!&quot;&quot;Well that&#39;s not very nice, is it?&quot;&quot;He farted and it smells bad!&quot;&quot;Jean, go and sit over there please.  Yes, beside Alexandra, that&#39;s it.</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-in-days-work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y44dTXFudg0/TWwvTehoi6I/AAAAAAAABSc/_rYni1lESi0/s72-c/MPj04393360000%255B1%255D.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-3545006350760921748</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2011 09:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-25T11:49:57.252+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crazy Cat Lady</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life Happens</category><title>Boxes</title><atom:summary type="text">Boxes, boxes everywhere! I can&#39;t move for boxes.  The cat disappears for hours at a time, sleeping in each of the boxes, trying them all out to see which one he deems the best.  And when we call him to come and get his toenails cut he plays tig and hide and seek with us, jumping over 5 boxes at a time and hiding in the furthest away.This morning I was making my way to my desk with my first mug of</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2011/02/boxes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DM0-4ww05XE/TWeIKl6d97I/AAAAAAAABSM/TGvISkEEcKE/s72-c/clipart-man-moving-house.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-7861697865280355741</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2011 08:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-25T10:12:57.532+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blether</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">clumsy girl</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">scunnered</category><title>Is There Anybody Out There?</title><atom:summary type="text">Erm...this is awkward but...Is there anybody out there? Probably not.  It&#39;s been so long since I&#39;ve written.  So long in fact that I forgot to pay to renew my domain name and now find that some eejit has bought it and turned it into a massive advert for phentermine!  I mean, I ask you...Of all the things!  Phentermine!  I don&#39;t even know what phentermine is but I do know that I now hate it </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2011/02/is-there-anybody-out-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-874242682961968139</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Oct 2010 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-01T20:50:20.029+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blether</category><title>Rain</title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s raining right now.  Pouring, actually.  I&#39;m sitting at my desk, which is right in front of a big bay window and I&#39;m watching the droplets of rain-water hit the glass before racing each other down the window pane. I love rain.  I love being inside in a warm, cosy house, dry and safe from the wet and the cold.  I adore listening to the rain hitting the window, the cars driving down below on </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2010/10/rain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-7834595099523694990</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2010 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-28T20:10:06.264+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bridezilla</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Business woman Princesse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Princesse</category><title>Resurrection</title><atom:summary type="text">I know what you&#39;re thinking!   Here she is again, writing a blog post after a long absence full of the same excuses as to why there has been a long absence...Well... yes, I am!Actually, I feel I shouldn&#39;t really be writing here.  I don&#39;t deserve to have a blog anymore after leaving it abandoned in the blogosphere for over 2 months.  And with things about to become even more hectic in my life, I </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2010/09/resurrection.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ByhUA3085BM/TKIleXGvzII/AAAAAAAABR0/28Xndz2_jxk/s72-c/IMG_0218Lindsay.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-337830003059153547</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 07:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-18T09:33:22.025+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family Matters</category><title>Text Messages</title><atom:summary type="text">Text Message Received :From: MumLins, just checked ur blog.  Hurry up &amp; upd8 it, u haven&#39;t written in a month!!! XText Message Received : From: MumWhere has my online reading material gone?  Upd8 ur blog! XText Message Received :From : DadUr mum wants u 2 update ur blog.  She&#39;s driving me insane.Text Message Received :  From: Mum I miss ur blog! Time to do an entry about the wedding here. X</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2010/07/text-messages.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-5666627147800536</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jun 2010 05:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-15T09:06:10.722+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bridezilla</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">l&#39;amour</category><title>We did it!</title><atom:summary type="text">Sorry I&#39;ve had absolutely no time to write, things have never been this crazy (in a good way) but I just wanted to let you all know that...We did it!And this Saturday is the big one...our traditional Scottish wedding!</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-did-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ByhUA3085BM/TBcTw3dKSbI/AAAAAAAABRc/GBTyFGDhl8I/s72-c/P1060775.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-5227322814952244950</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 May 2010 06:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-08T09:32:53.668+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bridezilla</category><title>People We Love</title><atom:summary type="text">As the wedding days are fast approaching (4 weeks until the French one and 6 weeks until the Scottish one) FP and I are spending most of our time running around like headless chickens, juggling my business (all of a sudden I&#39;ve got a wee boom of new clients who are panicking about their upcoming English exams) and preparations for the weddings, so I don&#39;t have a lot of time to write.  But the run</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2010/05/people-we-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ByhUA3085BM/S-USm3xNrBI/AAAAAAAABRU/GuljW8aDz04/s72-c/2050938_small.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-4232897183136651449</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Apr 2010 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-27T18:18:01.510+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">clumsy girl</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cringe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">princesse-isms</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Princesse</category><title>Occupational Hazard</title><atom:summary type="text">Sitting across from me at the table, nervously picking at her fingernails, was my newest client, Ramona.  A very pretty woman in her 30&#39;s and originally hailing from somewhere in the South of France, she had come alone to my apartment for our linguistic assessment meeting.One of the things I offer my students is a free 45-60 minute session which I call a &#39;linguistic assessment&#39; before they commit</atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2010/04/occupational-hazard.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-3630877110602580734</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 07:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-26T10:56:32.969+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blether</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family Matters</category><title>The Angry Clown</title><atom:summary type="text">I was lying on a sun lounger, my top rolled up to reveal my blinding white tummy and feeling my skin begin to bake.  Beside me, FP was topless and reading a car magazine while his mum was sitting at the garden table painting quietly in the shade.After being at a loss of what to do this weekend, FP and I decided to go on a wee weekend trip to his parent&#39;s house (who live only half an hour away </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2010/04/angry-clown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ByhUA3085BM/S9VU8MgvYCI/AAAAAAAABQU/GxejdvTdYm4/s72-c/clown.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242707985769184521.post-7692357539048876977</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-21T16:51:04.978+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pensive Princesse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sick</category><title>2 years</title><atom:summary type="text">Today marks 2 years officially free from TB!Two years ago this week I was finally discharged from the hospital where I was treated for the previous 4 years.  I know some of you may think I go on about this too much, but it really left its mark on me and it feels encouraging to be able to celebrate another year free.  With each year that passes I imagine I will begin to feel less and less scared </atom:summary><link>http://princesseecossaise.blogspot.com/2010/04/2-years.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princesse Ecossaise)</author><thr:total>15</thr:total></item></channel></rss>