I'm scared to look at my phone bill this month. I've been calling the North Pole like nobody's business and I'm pretty sure that zone isn't part of my calling plan. But what am I supposed to do when my son is being naughty and he calls my bluff?
I call the big guy up north.
And... it's really not working for me. At all. My three-year-old son is totally on to me.
Immediately following the November 13th Paris attacks, I was contacted by a few different sites to write an article about it. Being less than two miles away from where one of the attacks happened, and living in a city where the effects of the attacks continue to be felt, it seemed I was a decent candidate to write about them.
I was flattered. But I was also at a loss for words. I couldn't really figure out what I wanted to say about it. What was different about my experience? We'd all gone through it in different ways, some much more affected than others.
Finally, I was able to put something in words, taking on the angle of a parent with small kids.
This month, Bon Bon Break has a lovely theme: Giving. Their posts range from funny to heartwarming, from interesting reads to helpful tips. And the theme is sponsored by Water Aid, an incredibly worthy cause. (Check them out on Facebook and Twitter.)
So why am I yakking on about it? Well, besides being a big fan of Bon Bon Break AND charitable causes, I also wanted to share a post I wrote for the theme. Here's a teaser:
With two young children in my house, there’s a lot of focus on what Santa is going to give them. But what about what we are going to give Jolly Ol’ St. Nick? My kids better be careful or they’ll end up with lumps of coal in their stockings. And last I checked, that wasn’t anywhere on their lengthy wish lists.
Christmas Confessions & Cocktails is on tour with Chick Lit Plus! You can check out all the stops below for some fun interviews, guest posts, excerpts, and reviews.
And be sure to enter the giveaway (bottom of the post): One print copy of Confessions of a Paris Party Girl is up for grabs. Even if you already have a copy (if you do, I love you!), it makes a great gift!
When newly-single party girl Vicki moved to Paris, she was hoping to indulge in wine, stuff her face with croissants, and fall in love. It proved to be much more difficile than she'd imagined. In this laugh-out-loud memoir, this cheeky storyteller recounts the highs and lows of her life in the City of Light. Sassy and shamefully honest, Vicki makes you feel as if you're right there in Paris stumbling along the cobblestones with her. Will she find love? Will she learn to consume reasonable amounts of alcohol? Will the French administration ever cut her a break?
"Humor and misadventure set against the backdrop of a sweet love story and a very likeable narrator make for a perfect read."
- Jennie Goutet, author of A Lady in France
"Couldn't put this book down, too many parts had me LOL. I felt like I was there in Paris with Vicki."
- Michelle R. Oeltjen, author of Love, Lies & Lessons Learned
"I laughed out loud more times than I could count. Lesage is a natural storyteller."
- Adria J. Cimino, author of Paris, Rue des Martyrs
"Laughs are had on each page."
- April Lily Heise, author of Je T'Aime, Me Neither
"I thoroughly enjoyed Vicki's bold observations on everything from the sometimes-irritating realities of French bureaucracy to the simply irresistible allure of Paris itself. Confessions of a Paris Party Girl is an entertaining inside look at what it's like to be a 20-something American girl in the city of love."
- Global Living Magazine