Dear Readers, You will have to bear with me for the next two days because my vocation as a Matchmaker has my complete attention. By Monday afternoon my life will go back to cobblestones, French Husband, teenagers, baguettes, French brocante, antiques and the day to day inspiration of life in France.
But this weekend, this amazing weekend, is dedicated to the matchmaking of two gentle souls.
Mattieu and Eva, are getting to know each other upstairs in the guest room/study or as we call it the "Blue Room" which isn’t blue, (You see in our old house the children’s play room/office was called, the "Blue Room," and well that name followed us to our present day home.) But I am sure you are not reading this post to know about the color of the room! Anyway, they are upstairs in the blue room.
Their jackets are downstairs arm in arm, as I drink my coffee these two jackets seem to tell a story all their own.
A few days ago Mattieu asked me if I had any plans made for our weekend together. I told him other than Matchmaking, uh no. I went on to say that I had ideas if they didn’t hit it off, or if they needed guidance, or suggestions for places to go, or card games we could play, or trails to hike…BUT I was hoping they would occupy themselves and that I could sit back and smile and dream up lovely dinners and do dishes during the weekend!
Last night after dinner I noticed Eva’s watch and rings on the kitchen counter, she had taken them off thinking she could help me in the kitchen. Though I had said, "No way, get going, scaddle-scoot!" Obediently she went off to take a shower.
Mattieu was in the living room, talking with French Husband… I went up to Mattieu and said," Oh Mattieu Eva left her watch and rings downstairs, here can you take them up to her please?"
Now here is the tricky part about being a match maker; Sacha jumps up and says, "I’ll take them to her room Mom." I had to nearly tackle him! Then French Husband said, "Mattieu would you like some more wine?" And before Mattieu could say anything French Husband started to fill his glass! In which case I had to stand behind Mattieu and do sign language to French Husband. With my hand I drew a fast line across my neck, in sign language that means CUT!
"Oh!" French Husband says nearly tumbling over his exclaimation. I handed the watch and rings to Mattieu.
Photos: Two wine glasses from last night, two jackets, two unused morning coffee cups and a pair of spoons.
I will post throughout the weekend updating on this page.
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At 2pm we had breakfast. Fashionable late I guess you could say.
I pulled Eva aside and pointed my thumb up, and then pointed my thumb down and looked at her… She kissed my cheek. I think that means thumbs up!
After that I thought about playing Elvis.
More to come….
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There comes a moment where you have to sink or swim… One must jump from the nest, test the wings of your heart, and that is scary, scary stuff…but it is the only way to know if you can fly.
I sent them off (hours ago,) with some chocolates, a thermo of coffee and some bananas.
I’ll keep you posted………………………
Last update until tomorrow —————————————————–
Eva and Mattieu came home to a house full of friends, we decided to have a dinner party!
Carotte Ginger Soup
Puff pastry with blue cheese and walnuts.
Pasta with artichokes in a white truffle cream sauce.
And little cakes from the bakery around the corner.
I must admit I loved watching them try to steal moments amongst the eight of us.
It is far too late…it is 2:30 am.
Gee, when people are getting to know each other, do they always stay up late and talk the night away?
Mattieu and Eva are still talking…endlessly. I think that is a double thumbs up don’t you?
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