Sweet Caroline in Paris
I’ve been in France for (Oh my goodness) close to 7 years, but have only been driving over here for the latter half of that time. It started innocently enough. A rental car for a weekend in Normandy, then for a week in Montpellier, then for 2 weeks to show …
I realize I’m a bit spoiled–the first time I went to Italy, I was in 6th grade. We’d hosted an Italian exchange student for a year, and after that crazy period of misunderstandings, celebrations, disappointments, language barriers, & general enlightenment, he became an honorary member of the clan. So off …
I am not the most fashionable person in the world–honestly, I do try to look good as I’d imagine most women do, …
It’s been winter too long. Many pastries were consumed, some of note, and others less so. But spring has come, and the …
I’m having a hard time believing it’s been more than a month since I wrote something. In my defense, I’ve been writing …
A year or two ago, I went to my bank–the branch literally being just behind my place. I had some things I …
Oh dear lord, I am behind again. I have an enormous list (for some reason I really want to use an SAT …
Sometimes you receive emails from your Mother when you live abroad. Sometimes these emails include pictures of baby polar bears, anecdotes from …
I ran for 55 minutes straight this morning, so I feel like I am in a position to comfortably write about this …
I’m pretty accustomed to snow. Maine, after all, is not exactly the tropics. But since arriving in Paris 6+ years ago, my …