01/05/2026
Every year I get a little bouquet of Muget flowers from my Frenchie. ❤️ Below is an excerpt about the first one from my forthcoming book YOU HAD ME AT BONJOUR, A Memoir Of Romance And Reinvention - forthcoming from () on June 4th, 2026!
On the first of May, Benjamin brought me a small muguet plant in a clay pot with tiny bell-shaped flowers.
“It’s tradition,” he said.
I put it on the table next to my computer.
“It’s nice,” I told him. “I can smell it while I’m sitting here working. It smells good.”
“Better than my farts,” he said.
“Much, much better than your farts.” I smiled, and my belly relaxed as I began typing away on my keyboard.
I am not without a sense of humor, but I am not the one who looks for the joke in everything, either. Having someone around who does feels good most of the time. I hadn’t realized Benjamin was funny until one day when we were invited to a dinner party with some of his French friends. I didn’t understand what was being said, but at a certain point, I looked around the table and realized he was making them all laugh. And even though I didn’t get the jokes, this made me happy.
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