April ... er, May in Paris

Okay, so I'm a little behind. That, mesdames et messieurs, is why it's time for a petit vacation. (In fact, Breakup Mere and Breakup Pere, bless their hearts, gave me a trip to Paris for my 30th birthday, which was not this year.) So repetez: ce column est cort. Bear with me. But, as always, there'll be no interruption in your regular advice schedule.

And, as always, I must thank you. Without you all, I wouldn't have a job, and without you all, I wouldn't have a job that I miss when I'm gone.

Mme. Zombeck, don't fail me now! A bientot!

Oh, and by the way, don't be jealous. It's not that romantic.*

Love,
BG

* Cf:
April
Mary Alice
An American Pig...
Patrick Loveless in Paris
(But take heart: You can always do an Abigail.)

Bonus! More French exchange from Breakup Girl's archives:
Teresa
Wishing for Just a Little More
Pete Pan
Aurelie

 
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