Team USA: Missing the Mother Country
I love the Olympics: the tradition, the fanfare, the camaraderie, the patriotism, the competition, and the spectacle of it all. I also love that for a couple of weeks, a good chunk of… Continue reading
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For Just One Post, I’m Gonna Be “That” Girl: 5 Things Yoga Taught Me
Today is my two-year yogaversary. I say that in all seriousness, without a hint of irony, patchouli, or lower-back tattoo-age to be found. On a whim one Sunday morning in July of 2010,… Continue reading
Adventures in Expatting: Terror at the Franprix
Take a good look at this picture, my friends, because this is the face of torture. For the uninitiated, it’s just a stack of plastic bags at the end of the register at… Continue reading
Don’t Take a Shiv in the Pancreas: Say Hello to People in Foreign Countries
Back when I worked in advertising, one of the sure signs a campaign was good was if it made other people in the industry jealous, the old “I wish I’d thought of that”… Continue reading
Counting Clouds and Staying Up Late: Musings on Freedom and Being Busy
This weekend is my three-month France-iversary; I can’t believe how quickly the time is flying by. When I was thinking back over my first three months, I remembered something that a friend from… Continue reading
These Are Days
I probably spend too much time thinking about what I should be doing in Paris versus what I am doing. I haven’t been to the Catacombs yet and it’s hanging over my head… Continue reading
Friendship, Fire, and Other Swoony Things
Tonight I re-watched Before Sunrise, a movie from way back in 1995 starring Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy. Please see it if you haven’t. The movie ends leaving us wondering if these two… Continue reading
Toplessness, Communal Toilets, and Neighbors: All Glamour Over Here in Paris
{scene: my Paris flat this morning at 3:43 am} Doorbell rings. I sit up in bed, confused. Was that my downstairs front door? Or is someone ringing my actual door doorbell about four… Continue reading
Dear Coffee,
“Your eyes have been opened and now you cannot close them.” – Charles Dickens from Great Expectations It’s Sunday. The day I miss you most. I love my new life, but it’s on… Continue reading
Why I Love Provence: A Complicated Answer
“There is but one Paris and however hard living may be here—and if it became worse and harder even—the French air clears up the brain and does good. A world of good.” ―… Continue reading