No matter how hard I try, whenever I dress “up” I always end up looking a little bit like Joan Jett. I’m never going to be delicate. Or subtle. Before the internet, I wasn’t aware of just how many truly batshit crazy people there are in the world. You’re never too old to have colored…
We Go Together (like rama lamma lamma ka dinga da dinga dong)
This past weekend I traveled to London to make merry in honor of a friend’s 40th birthday. It was a celebration, not just of the birthday girl and her milestone, but of friendship. Old friends and new, those from close by and those from far away. For many of us, it was also a mini expat reunion….
I Know this Much is True
I cannot tell a lie. I did not wake up this morning and think, “Today I’m 44! Bring it on!” 44 is one step closer to 50, and 50 is half-way to 100, a milestone most of us will not meet. 44 is only one year from 45, which is the age at which I…
The View From the Bottom Bunk
Today my second born, my baby boy, my fidgety ninja tornado of a son, turns six. Our whirlwind philosopher, our witty dervish, our baby who wasn’t supposed to be. What was scheduled to be our final cycle of fertility treatment, the last hurrah, our last-ditch effort to expand our family, had been canceled for medical reasons….