Salty observations about life, love, and living abroad
Every year for the last three, along with a group of friends, I've packed my bags, left color-coded instructions for my family, and flown off for a long weekend. If our annual women's weekend (or as I christened it this year, Vajayjay Vacay) were a movie, here's how I envision the poster: Six full-grown females,... Continue Reading →
A few weeks ago I kissed my husband goodbye at the door. He was on his way for a testosterone heavy weekend filled with skiing, beer, male bonding, and no doubt, copious fart jokes and lack of sex commiseration. For three days he could stop being Husband, Father, and the Holy Worker and just be one... Continue Reading →
There is no such thing as a vacation when you have children, at least not in the way you remember. The lazy days spent on golden sands with a Corona and a good book, the apres ski drinks that started at four and ended at the jacuzzi under the stars, the whirlwind city tours spent... Continue Reading →
School vacations are another one of those life events that are romanticized and idealized, filmed in soft focus and edited to make them look great. What a great time to relax and unwind, to let the kids hang out in their pjs all day, to let them just play. A week free of schedules and... Continue Reading →
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