Roots

I am talking about my hair, not about my cultural/philosophical/political heritage.
Angel commented the other day that my roots were showing. You would have thought I was wearing a see-through blouse, so evident was her disdain. She is, in fact, correct but I am trying to wait until the last minute before leaving [...]

Crying Jag

It’s finally arrived - the start of my 3 month long crying jag. Good thing the sun is out and I can wear my Louis Vuitton sunglasses to cover up my puffy eyes. It started a few days ago learning about the death of our dear friend and neighbor from our Florida days, [...]

Get It In Writing

Now that Mr. Understanding is back in the air and has no internet access for awhile, I thought I’d share a few stories from the last two weeks, to the betterment of expat spouses worldwide, and so that the rest of you don’t think we are without our issues and that our life is one [...]

Jim Caviezel & The American Idol Finale

Three years ago, on April 2, my mother and Middle Sister played an “April Fool’s” joke on me. Please note: April 2 does not count as April Fool’s Day. My father was in the hospital in Mt. Vernon, Washington recovering the removal of his right kidney. I got up on the [...]

Spa Date - His-N-Hers Part II

My mother, Radish, wrote on her blog today about the importance of date nights for married couples. This sound advice, conjured up with the help of a few Manhattans and her friend Ellen, while not original, bears repeating.* Will she and Ellen have more nuggets for us after martinis tonight?
Mr. Understanding and I [...]

Popcorn

My earliest memory of eating popcorn was in a motel in Ashland, Oregon when I was about three or four years old, Jiffy Pop popped on the kitchenette stove. I loved it so much I made a sign with a piece of paper and a handy box of Crayola crayons to hang in the [...]

Dim Sum Yum Yum

OK, so we did not really have just dim sum. We had a variety of dishes. Ai Lin sent me and Mr. U with our relocation agent to a noodle house in the new neighborhood to be. While we waited for Mr. Understanding to show up for lunch, we had plenty [...]

Gung Ho!

This is how I know Mr. Understanding truly loves me: he took me shopping on my first day in China, and on a holiday weekend, to boot. He hates to shop. He hates crowds. He hates people coming up to him every 5 minutes asking if he´d like to buy a watch. [...]

La-Ti-Da

I have arrived. Well, not quite, I have another 10+ hour flight to go but I confess to completely enjoying my last flight in the Club World section of British Airways. Lady T told me about the sleeper seats but I didn’t really get the whole concept until I was lying down in [...]

A Tisket, A Tasket - Pole Dancing and All That

A green and yellow basket.
I wrote a letter to my love
and on the way I lost it.
When I was a child, my mother taught me to make little baskets of flowers, filched from our garden or the side of the road, to take to the neighbors on May 1. My sister and I would [...]