So, I concentrated on my other blogs, especially Starlet, about our mother-daughter adventures in Hollywood. But, a stray email from another poor soul mistakenly choosing a Frenchman as her life partner...has brought me back.
Marrying a Frenchman mean s never having conversations about things like high school football...doesn''t exist there. Baseball either. They follow soccer (ugh!) and, frankly, have no other sport. The "Tour de France" may be cool but how many bike races can you actually watch? Who has the time?
In France, there are no typically American things like fraternities and sororities....in fact, so few people actually go to college and they are not at all the social/party/life changing experiences we have here.
Realize when you choose a Frenchman, you choose to be cut off. Cut off from in-depth conversations because of language difficulties (huh?) and cut-off from shared memories...the cultures are really that different...