French Husband when on the phone puts his hand like this (photo above). I would say he puts his hand in his pants but that doesn't sound right, plus it is not that at all, but it doesn't sound better to say he puts his fingers under his belt. Anyway he lifts his shirt and well you can see above what I mean.
We were out having a drink in Marseille with Sacha, Chelsea and our friend Thierry (Another friend name Thierry. Thierry was a very popular boy's name in France in the mid fifties.)
I have said to French Husband that when I meet someone in their fifties I can be pretty sure their name will be one of the following:
Girl's Name a la mode in the late 50s:
Martine
Catherine
Natalie
Veronique
Francoise
Popular Boy Names in France in the late 1950s:
Thierry
Alain
Patrick
Bernard
Philppe
Christian
And this year the most popular names are:
French girl names:
Louise
Jade
Lea
Chloe
Lola
Emma
French boy's names:
Raphael
Timeo
Mathis
Jules
Louis
Lucas.
(Here I am with one of Yann's childhood friends, Thierry. I am sure my mom is reading this and is saying, "Oh my God, Thierry!! He hasn't changed a bit!" By the way don't ask what I am doing with my hand... Most likely trying to cover my double chin!)
Anyway I am getting away from the point of this story, and if you know me you know that is a constant problem when I am talking to someone... I go from one subject to another to another and forget the point altogether.
Anyway, we were having a drink (If ever you are in Marseille a wonderful place for lunch or for a drink late afternoon or evening is Caravelle follow this link by clicking here: http://www.lacaravelle-marseille.com/) and well French Husband's phone rang (like it does a million times) and like always when he started talking he put his hand on his back and traced his fingers under his belt.
Sacha gasped, not because his dad was doing his thing in public, but because he realized he does the same thing.
Oh those family traits... those reincarnation tidbits of our past family history that are embedded in our being.
Oh well.
It could be worse.
Though I never noticed it before until Sacha mentioned it. And then the reality of it struck me, "He does that all the time!"
What mannerism do you have of your parent?