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Sometimes…

No vocab today. Instead I will share this piece I wrote after a particularly long day with The Babe. It was meant to be purely cathartic, and now it helps to go back and read it when I’m teetering close to the edge of insanity. Maybe some of you out there could use it, too.…

First impressions.

The hiiiilllllllllllsssssssss are a aliiiiiiiiiiiive! With the sound of me panting and sweating as I try to push a stroller holding a 23 pound baby up a small mountain while also carrying a fetus and two grocery bags. Dang, Vienna! What’s with the hills? I mean, I know we’re near the Alps and the Sound…

Why this will never be a food blog.

I’ve been craving an ice cream sundae. But not just any old ice-cream-hot-fudge-cherry-on-top concoction. I want luscious creamy vanilla frozen custard, topped with dark chocolate fudge sauce and maybe a little salty caramel, finished with freshly whipped cream and a cherry. Preferably served in an antique ice cream parlor glass with an extra long spoon.…

How to impress the in-laws.

It’s almost time for DC’s Capital Pride weekend. And in honor of that exuberant expression of homosexual solidarity, I will share with you a story about crossing divides, forging bonds, and finding common ground with people you thought you had nothing in common with. That’s right, I’m going to tell you how I solidified a…

I dreamed a dream.

As I’ve stated before, there is nothing I love more in this world than singing at top volume like I’m about to win a Grammy. Usually while driving or doing the dishes. I will be the first to admit that outside my own head, I don’t sound like a Grammy winner. But neither does Mary…

Boob envy.

My first 6 months in Paris I didn’t have much going on. My freelance “career” hadn’t gotten much farther than building a neat-o portfolio website and this here blog. French class was always on some kind of 2 week vacation. So I filled in the hours tracking down random people with whom I had tenuous…