In the past week or so my husband and I have been dreaming about Paris. A scent would hit us downtown and we both instantly said: "Ahhh...Paris...." We've been discussing whether to bring the kids or not. I argue that we have promised to bring them the next time we'd go. My husband says it would be so nice to be alone and that we spent most of the time sitting around just absorbing the place.
Then today this came in the mail. Isn't it weird? It's a book about being romantic in Paris. A sign? I think so!
The book was sent to me from my sweet friend Sabine, who did the graphic work on it - and might I add: She did a wonderful job ;o) You see Sabine sends me these lovely gifts from time to time and she always sends something that is so me! I don't know what I did to deserve such kindness and thoughtfulness and I sure don't know how to reciprocate. I'll think of something one day, but until then THANK YOU SO MUCH SABINE!
Oh and of course I've been reading the book all day - when I could finally get it out of my husbands hands - and it is really good. Lots of great things to see and do. Very inspirring. Must go to Paris rather sooner than later!