After spending the past couple of hours looking at other expat blogs and leaving comments at a few of them I thought maybe I should post a bit about myself just in case of a return visit.
In my previous post I mentioned my age. I do that so some will understand why I don't often know what they're talking about when it comes to music etc. I don't keep up like I did when I was raising a teenage daughter. I swear I read some blogs or forums and come away without the slightest idea of what was talked about and I feel stupid.
Anyway, back on topic...I'm married to a French man I met in Florida who I may or may not stay married to. I've lived in various parts of southern France for 9 years (I think). I don't speak French or not enough to carry on a decent conversation. Mothers make your child learn at least one foreign language while in school if for no other reason than to learn the mechanics.
I have no great skills although I'm told I have a great laugh and take a pretty good photo. I don't know about the laugh but after a few years of practice I'm pleased more often than not with some of my images.
I'm not as crazy about France as I once was and think a lot about moving on to some other spot for awhile. I'm spending a few weeks in Italy in September with a photographer friend and am really looking forward to it. Who knows maybe something exciting will happen and I won't come back.
I have a daughter and a grandchild living in the states and 3 cats living with me that I dearly love.
I spend most of my time with a camera around my neck taking photos or in front of my computer processing and then uploading them to the stock sites. This keeps me pretty busy. In between I clean my little one room flat, take care of my kitties, eat and sleep. Sounds boring doesn't it? I do read before going to bed and watch an occasional movie. I just re-read Pride and Prejudice again...I find it really hard to read but like it anyway. The last movie I watched was 'Take the Lead' with Antonio Banderas. I enjoyed it.
I hope that's enough. I really do hate writing about me except when I have the blues and then I always regret what I wrote. Don't fail to notice the name is ManicBlu. It is more than a nickname.
A tout à l'heure
My neighborhood florist is the sweetest guy. He doesn't speak a word of English but we manage to communicate anyway. He always invites me in to take photos of his lovely arrangements. The shop is very dark lit only by these lamps and and lighting from the front windows. The shop is small and this is sufficient for running his business but hard as hell on me without the proper gear for taking these lowlight shots. 
