Hey, all you WordPress friends,
I want to tell you about my new poetry blog. I am experimenting with a new blog on a separate hosting site, and I’d like your feedback. So when you get time, hop over and visit and leave me a comment. The only negative I’ve found is that, in spite of my setting things so that it isn’t required, the site seems to require everyone to do that word verification thing before posting comments. Other than that, if you are a WP blogger, you can click on the WP symbol and just paste your own blog address in the window. That should do it. If you try to comment and have a problem, please let me know. That could be a deal-breaker as far as whether I stay on that new site or not.
Thanks. Hope to see you at “Pick a Peck of Poems.” http://pickapeckofpoems.blogspot.com/
The Happy Wordcrafter 
So you have! and wonderful it is as well. I recognise your new header photo – Paris!
Yes, this is one of the huge collection of photos my sister took when she was in Paris last summer. It had been a life-long dream of hers to go there, but she never could seem to make it come true. Then last July, my nephew (her eldest son) received a Fulbright scholarship to do some high level research in India. Since he and his wife wanted to keep the family together for the 6 months he’d be there, they decided to take all three kids (ages 4, 2,, and 5 months).
So my sister decided to fly over with them and help them with the kids as they traveled and got settled in. Then since she was that close, she decided she couldn’t pass up the chance for Paris. She had to go alone, but she was very brave.
She had a fantastic time and had absolutely no problems whatsoever. She got into an interesting conversation with a waiter at one of the restaurants — due to the fact that she doesn’t like her meat or fish raw — and that led to his talking with the chef, etc. The chef, who was unhappy that she did not like the fish raw, nevertheless went out of his way to make her something that she could enjoy. When she was ready to leave, he came up to her, hugged her, and kissed her on both cheeks, thanking her for having her meal at his restaurant.
I told her that was the real seal of success on her trip. No American woman should ever go to Paris without having a real French chef hug her and kiss her on both cheeks.
She sounds cool! No Paris shouldn’t be a problem, no more than any other big city, just watch your bag. I must seek out French chefs in future 🙂
Hi Sandra! I enjoyed visiting your poetry blog, and I didn’t have any problems reading or posting. I’m looking forward to reading your future poems.
Thanks for letting me know. I’m glad there wasn’t a hassle to be able to post.