Where everybody knows my name

Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home. A friend’s recent blog post got me thinking about the concept of home, particularly about how it relates to those of us throwing darts at a map to see where we shall be living next.  The ex-pat life is one of extremes and contradictions.  On…

When in Rome

I’ve never been to Rome, but I have been around the block in a few different countries.  And I’m a mom, so doling out advice is in my job description.   So 2 plus 2 equals 12, right?  Often I will come across something which I tuck away in the over-stuffed, messy Filofax that is…