Before hopping a plane to DIA, I spent Christmas with the fam. Since I was leaving for Denver early in the afternoon, our Christmas started super early, but that’s just as well, because the kiddos were up at about 6am! Rhemy was so excited about her stocking! Zig and Rhemy were super well behaved opening …
My family home was recently (very recently) robbed, which put a peculiar and extremely bitter taste in my mouth when it came to counting my blessings and giving thanks as I like to do over my favorite of all the holidays, Thanksgiving. This is terrible, of course, since the only tastes that are supposed to …
Anyone who went to WM should know what this is…photo courtesy of the talented M.M. Posey, as I don’t do Williamsburg anymore Ahhhhh. Beautiful. Photo courtesy of M.M. Posey, that lovely photogfriend o’mine I still remember the first time I heard the song “99 Red Balloons.” I was in high school, at a Kick in …
Since anyone who knows me knows my political leanings, not to mention that I find it counterproductive to make statements about my political beliefs online, I’m going to bite my tongue until it bleeds and abstain from making any comments on the candidates themselves. This is really hard considering that I’m eating, breathing and sleeping …
Root Down Coriander cocktails and arepas About a year ago I wrote from Paris about how conscious I was about the fact that I wasn’t from France. I may have been able to speak passable French. I may have been able to keep my mouth shut and walk with my head held high through the …
The other day I was talking to a dear old friend who told me about her recent terrible experience eating rotten milk in her porridge*. For some reason, her story made me realize that I, like her milk, am past my expiration date. After watching Girls, written by 25-year old Lena Dunham, the Olympics, in …
A few weeks ago, I was feeling a bit done with London. A few semi-traumatic things had happened (although I do tend to dramatize, as everyone points out) and, compounded with the weather, I probably slightly overreacted and bought a one-way ticket home. Whoops. Should think before I do, hmmmm? But after the initial, “Oh, …
These past few weeks I’ve been doing proper English activities such as polo and Royal Ascot. Pimms, fasinators, Champagne and top hats abounded.
When I first started classes at King’s, I decided I didn’t like it very much. The administration running my program, as well as the School of Arts and Humanities, was unorganized and, quite frankly, absolutely clueless as to their responsibilities and/or the responsibilities of other departments with whom they should probably have pretty clear communication, …