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Good thing Francis and I stocked up on Coca-Cola, otherwise we would never have made the drive from Naples to St. Tropez in one piece. It was more than 9 hours, overnight, and we traded every two hours. My neck is stiff from sleeping in the car. But we tortured ourselves so much because our baby needed us.
We finally made it and knocked on Sofia's door. She answered and started crying. We shut the door. We all cried. She had been up all night and was very soon asleep. Francis fell asleep in the other bed, and I'm going to crawl into the other side of Sofia's bed, because these are only full sized beds and it's impossible to share a bed with Francis in anything less than a California king; he sprawls all over the place and pushes me onto the floor.
Deep down inside, a little part of me is glad to be needed. Another part is angry that anyone could do this to my baby. And part of me thinks that's not the entire story. He left and at the same time all the hype over the Oscars is over, and there's probably some letdown because she lost to Peter Jackson in so many categories. I've seen her father take a nosedive after awards seasons where he was up for something, regardless of whether he won or not. Sometimes, in fact, winning is worse.
Diane: If you and Guy want to drive down to meet us, please do; we're going to be here until Monday at least. It's probably only two or three hours. Mapquest for some bizarre reason doesn't have St. Tropez listed, but if you look for Cannes, shave off about 35 miles.
We finally made it and knocked on Sofia's door. She answered and started crying. We shut the door. We all cried. She had been up all night and was very soon asleep. Francis fell asleep in the other bed, and I'm going to crawl into the other side of Sofia's bed, because these are only full sized beds and it's impossible to share a bed with Francis in anything less than a California king; he sprawls all over the place and pushes me onto the floor.
Deep down inside, a little part of me is glad to be needed. Another part is angry that anyone could do this to my baby. And part of me thinks that's not the entire story. He left and at the same time all the hype over the Oscars is over, and there's probably some letdown because she lost to Peter Jackson in so many categories. I've seen her father take a nosedive after awards seasons where he was up for something, regardless of whether he won or not. Sometimes, in fact, winning is worse.
Diane: If you and Guy want to drive down to meet us, please do; we're going to be here until Monday at least. It's probably only two or three hours. Mapquest for some bizarre reason doesn't have St. Tropez listed, but if you look for Cannes, shave off about 35 miles.