Happy One Year Honeymoon Anniversary to me...

As much as I'm not the kind of girl who likes to gush about her husband, my husband proves time and time again that he's worth gushing. Sometimes I wish he'd stop being wonderful and let me go about my bitter day. And sometimes he does. But today I'm reminded of why I love him and why I suckered him into marrying me.

First of all let me say that this time last year, we had just gotten back from our honeymoon. It doesn't matter that we didn't get married until August. We took our honeymoon in June. Yes, it's out of order. It's what we do. (We bought our house a year before the honeymoon.)

So as I was saying, we took our honeymoon last June. As far as honeymoons go, it rocked. We spent a week in Paris, and then a week in Antibes, on the French Riviera. We had each been to Paris before, but the south of France was a new experience for both of us. Swimming in the Mediterranean is different than swimming in the Atlantic.

We have good friends who go to the South every year in June and their raving is what made our decision. So we even got to meet up with them while we were there. It's truly a magical place and if you can swing it, you should go. One day we'd be lying on a sunny beach, swimming in the clear blue sea, and the next day we'd be hiking the snowy alps. The area is full of small, medievel towns with stone roads too narrow for even modern European cars.

One such town is Biot.
http://www.provenceweb.fr/e/alpmarit/biot/biot.htm

We made a new friend in Biot and got to dine on his rooftop patio with an amazing view...


But I digress. Biot is known for their glass. Biot glass is very expensive, hand-blown bubble glass. Since last year i've been kicking myself for not buying some Biot glass WHILE I WAS ACTUALLY IN BIOT!! But oh well, live and learn.

Now remember the part about how our good friends go to the Riviera every year? Well unfortunately we couldn't afford an extravagant vacation this year. But like clockwork, our friends (who also happen to be our NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS) hopped a plane for France the first week of June. And being the good friend and neighbor, I went next door every few days to water their plants and feed their fish. But not without grumbling to John every time about how WE should be in France too. (If it were up to me, we would have spent everything in savings and maybe even hocked some valuables to go back. John is much more logical and realistic and wouldn't let me spend our new-car-down-payment on airfare.)

So our friends just returned from "my honeymoon" with a big surprise...my really sweet, amazingly thoughtful husband found our leftover Euros (we're too lazy to actually cash them back in for US dollars) and gave them to our friends, telling them to pick me up a nice piece of Biot glass. They came back with two! A beautiful green bowl, and a pitcher. I'm touched. It's definitely not the same as going back, but it's a really nice consolation prize.