Recently I've begun to read my latest lifestyle book French Women Don't Get Fat. This is actually a lifestyle I dream of having. (Afterall, I am one quarter French – although it's the one half German that I seem to struggle with.) I wish I lived in a Parisian village where I could walk or bike everywhere. I long for fresh produce stands and patisseries on every corner. If I had a yard to plant nut trees and extensive gardens and had the means for a gardener, it would already be done. I want to sit and have a leisurely meal and take my time tasting and enjoying every bite. But most of all, I wish I could enjoy a glass or two of wine with my dinner and not have a complete sinus attack.As with all my other books, I'm giving this one a try. I've been getting up in the mornings and going on walks, which I actually really love doing this time of year. It gives me a chance to clear my head and get the day off to an early start. On one of my walks this last week it finally struck me what all these lifestyle books do have in common. It's really a matter of finding balance in your life. You'd think that as a wife and a mother I'd already have this down – the old juggling analogy. But that's the thing about balance...it's a constant battle to reach equilibrium.
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ReplyDeletefor the record...i got really fat during my two month stay in paris. so whatever the magic, i know it doesn't apply to a chinese person living in france. haven't read the book but i have to say from my observations of the parisian ladies is that they eat like birds. maybe that is why. i like birds but don't want to eat like them. maybe birds in brooklyn are a bit less healthy... bill and i found a gang of sparrows attacking a jar of full-fat peanut butter left on our sidewalk. i wonder if they struggle with the stuck-on-the-roof-of-their-mouth feeling...
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