When I lived in Texas a trip "around the corner" averaged about 200-300 miles. I got very used to being in a car for a couple of hours to go anywhere outside of my home city. In fact, I got used to being in a car for several hours to anywhere inside of my city.... Continue Reading →
A little more than ten years ago I gave up owning a car. Moving from a huge city - Houston, TX - to a city founded well before anyone thought roads need be more than a single track for you and your favourite oxen - Oxford - required a change of priorities. I started on... Continue Reading →
When I was little a birthday was a big deal. It was so big that I had managed, through some level of adorable child negotiation, to convince part of my family to not only sing "Happy Birthday" to the person whose birthday it actually was, but also to sing "Happy Birthday" to me. Each year... Continue Reading →
Windsor “Me Time”
I went to Windsor Castle by myself today. Now, if you are a parent going ANYWHERE by yourself is usually a treat. If it doesn't require the purchase of food or clothing, the attendance of a birthday party, the movement of one or more spawn to multiple locations in which you are allowed five minutes... Continue Reading →
Ten Years in the UK.
On December 18, 2008 I landed at Heathrow Airport with three suitcases, a dog, and a lot of nervousness. The sky was grey, in fact, so much about the UK seemed grey, having migrated from the green lands of the American south. We crammed everything into the rental car and I was driven (I... Continue Reading →
Christmas at Kew (As reviewed by a 4-year-old)
What happens when you take a seasoned festive light visiting kid to one of the largest light trails in the south of England? A mile long discussion on the location of the fairground rides, that's what.
Happy New Year (Cinnamon Rolls)
The story of a woman attempting from-scratch cinnamon rolls with a small child as her assistant.
25 days as a tatted up woman.
I have managed to find the perfect temporary tattoos... provided I apply them correctly!
I can't believe I'm writing this but... I am missing all the preparation for the marathon. I'm missing the calculated mileage, the packing, the visualisation, the excitement. I'm finding myself upset that it's all over. And even though I know that technically it isn't, and that I should be enjoying my recovery period and thinking... Continue Reading →
Let me take a few seconds…
London marathon recap!
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