tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post5586817937772281428..comments2023-08-15T06:09:11.024-04:00Comments on Motherhood in NYC: Beware of ParisMarinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489592695993949578noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-40620510864673450392008-11-04T10:44:00.000-05:002008-11-04T10:44:00.000-05:00Manager Mom--sure, my daughter can babysit. You j...Manager Mom--sure, my daughter can babysit. You just need to sign a few (dozen) waiver forms. <BR/><BR/>Kylie--I have no idea what that means. Is it something whory?<BR/><BR/>Sonya--you know when we were there, Husbadrinka made us hang on to our metro tickets because he claimed we needed them to get out, but we so didn't. I think that after your family messed with the Paris metro, they did away with that system. Thanks!<BR/><BR/>Roadchick--no, I mean that violin-like thing. What's "voila"?<BR/><BR/>;) love smartasses!<BR/><BR/>Mamabird--maybe our husbands can team up. Mine likes to give a walking tour of the West Village. Bonus stops include his first dry cleaner and many, many apartments that he had. And it's weird, although I've been on this tour approximately 12,006 times, it never gets more interesting.<BR/><BR/>Mama Ginger Tree--I am very close to her!Marinkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16489592695993949578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-53630087757387365862008-11-03T23:56:00.000-05:002008-11-03T23:56:00.000-05:00How'd you get my husband's cousin in your photo of...How'd you get my husband's cousin in your photo of the Eiffel Tower? It looks just like her.Kirstenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17259169109945001406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-30662969450855284792008-11-03T23:26:00.000-05:002008-11-03T23:26:00.000-05:00Paris is so cool. My husband likes to give me the ...Paris is so cool. <BR/><BR/>My husband likes to give me the walking tour of the upper west side where he used to live. His drycleaner, his bodega where he bought his cigs, his fave take out place. It's really riveting.the mama bird diarieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04248352454666306821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-54648630988343354222008-11-03T20:48:00.000-05:002008-11-03T20:48:00.000-05:00So jealous that you went to Paris. I've never been...So jealous that you went to Paris. I've never been out of the country. I'm now going to go plan a trip to Paris and then fall over dead when I see the price. Should be fun!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15514956133338105723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-55576748706262469792008-11-03T20:00:00.000-05:002008-11-03T20:00:00.000-05:00I have to ask (because I'm a smartass like that) -...I have to ask (because I'm a smartass like that) - do you mean <I>voila</I> or do you really mean viola, a slightly larger violin-like instrument?Roadchickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10671418568557779263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-30963163861355653562008-11-03T14:57:00.000-05:002008-11-03T14:57:00.000-05:00Hey, you look adorable in that picture in front of...Hey, you look adorable in that picture in front of the Eiffel Tower!!! :D<BR/><BR/>You MUST save that list. She will LOVE that years from now...rachel...https://www.blogger.com/profile/09513121601886576274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-22477456035708084362008-11-03T14:01:00.000-05:002008-11-03T14:01:00.000-05:00Those damn Parisians and their asparagus! I'll tak...Those damn Parisians and their asparagus! <BR/><BR/>I'll take her word for it. She has experience!Real Live Lesbianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09272384473977144125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-5439283148792392512008-11-03T12:13:00.000-05:002008-11-03T12:13:00.000-05:00Paris with the family? Ooooh la la! Your daughter ...Paris with the family? Ooooh la la! <BR/><BR/>Your daughter is so cute - outside of the "we're going to crash" comments. Oh my!Nilsa @ SoMi Speakshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08474642034399063234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-48237987973723565932008-11-03T12:05:00.000-05:002008-11-03T12:05:00.000-05:00LOL...your daughter must have adored being with yo...LOL...your daughter must have adored being with you on that trip from the looks of her note. <BR/><BR/>I'll have to avoid Paris now since I can't stand asparagus. I hope they don't have it in London too.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00873541253069090821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-66241018765265139172008-11-03T11:52:00.000-05:002008-11-03T11:52:00.000-05:00Damn. I don't like Pokemon. Guess I'm not going to...Damn. I don't like Pokemon. Guess I'm not going to Paris...Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07607474600318564658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-78887219294996481132008-11-03T10:39:00.000-05:002008-11-03T10:39:00.000-05:00You're too funny! Ahh Paris, where I brought my 13...You're too funny! Ahh Paris, where I brought my 13 year old daughter and her 12 year old friend to the Eiffel Tower at night. And we stayed out till 11:30, catching the train back to the friend's house: no coins, no coin machines, plenty of paper Euros, ticket counters closed, no way to pay...<BR/><BR/>The train police (not to be confused with the dudes in military garb walking around us with their machine guns casually slung over their shoulders at the tower grounds) used their passes to swipe us through the gates. Only reminding me after I'd gone through that I was on my own once we got to our destination (where we'd need to swipe our ticket to exit the station - can you tell I'm not a city girl?!)<BR/><BR/>Ugh, I sweated the entire train ride and the girls, they thought it was HYSTERICAL!! and came up with all sorts of wonderful ways to break the law in a foreign country.Sonyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16791920272746478766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-89193607525776660122008-11-03T10:30:00.000-05:002008-11-03T10:30:00.000-05:00BWAHAHAHA...Love the "trust me" part!BWAHAHAHA...Love the "trust me" part!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-60444613555027799132008-11-03T10:16:00.000-05:002008-11-03T10:16:00.000-05:00I can't imagine. Waking up and looking out my win...I can't imagine. Waking up and looking out my window to see that every day.<BR/><BR/>I should post a picture of what I wake up and see out of my window every day. A damn ugly ass water tower.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04455637064686856773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-71060453385733148842008-11-03T08:42:00.000-05:002008-11-03T08:42:00.000-05:00I like the "trust me, I have experience" line. Lo...I like the "trust me, I have experience" line. Looks like you have a future politician on your hands. ha ha ha ha ha (or not).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-13855713257659211302008-11-03T07:26:00.000-05:002008-11-03T07:26:00.000-05:00The only thing I know how to say in French is "vou...The only thing I know how to say in French is "vous le vous couche avec moi" and I've been to Paris numerous times.<BR/><BR/>For some reason the men love me.Lucy Filethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06101962728153916202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-43335290341752343152008-11-03T06:33:00.000-05:002008-11-03T06:33:00.000-05:00Does your daughter babysit? because she would get ...Does your daughter babysit? because she would get along famously with mine, merrily making nonsensical lists all evening long. And yours could teach mine how to make those fancy a's.Manager Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17648981937075813835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-81258919736128299162008-11-03T06:01:00.000-05:002008-11-03T06:01:00.000-05:00I love that list! I can't believe you went to Par...I love that list! I can't believe you went to Paris- I am so damn jealous.Vodka Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04734323418017847775noreply@blogger.com