Red Handed

Exciting times here at Glama Villas. I am just back from watching the security tape of the theft on Friday evening of Thing 2’s cell phone by a Glama Villas employee. This morning the police were in front of my next door neighbor’s which was burgled in the wee hours of the morning [...]

Crumbling Castles and the Vigilante Oven Rack

Erno, the representative from the leasing office, had long been promising me a second oven rack, just about from the second day we moved in. The oven, a mini GE profile, comes with one rack and a chicken roasting spit and drip pan. Made in China, for use in China. Since the [...]

Maiden Voyage

Earlier this week I shamefacedly confessed to a group of women that I had not yet been to Ikea, that Swedish furniture behemoth on the other side of the river. Really, I should have kept this information to myself. I had heard so many stories, a lot of them from this same [...]

Care Package

When the postman delivered a package last week, jumping out of a beat up boxy green van, I was thrilled as I carried the box inside. My first foreign care package in a decade! (After the Mexicans pilfered all of the items in boxes, friends and family stopped sending them.) The post [...]

Metro Stop

Dear Readers:
I’m feeling just a tad blogged down, it has been such a busy week. On Thursday I went to the Metro store after a Glama Villas neighborhood coffee. There are 150 families in my new phase of the development and about 150 new ones will occupy the newest phase in [...]

Bu (Hao) Quet

Sunday morning the door bell rang and Thing 3 answered it. “Flowers!” she exclaimed. “Mom, there are flowers for you!”
Lady Tea, my BrIt chick friend and a former Brazilian expat princess herself , had sent a stunning bouquet of stargazer lilies all the way to China from the wilds of Canada. [...]

Mother & Child Reunion

I tried to write this yesterday morning about just my mother but it felt like an obituary so I trashed the entry. Maybe it is the jet lag. This entry isn’t much better frankly, but here it goes. For the last 40 odd years this day, my birthday and the Radish’s, has [...]

Bonnie In Clyde’s

Conversation with Mother as we are waiting for the check at Clyde’s restaurant in the nation’s Capitol:
Thing 1: maybe we should dine and dash?
Radish: the older I get, the more often I do!
Laughter all around.
Me (perplexed): Really? You have turned to a life of crime in your advancing age? [...]

My Mother, My Hair

My mother, known as the Radish to the blogging world, said two things to me recently, one comment in person, and one long distance over the phone, that really made me laugh they were so motherly.
1) “You know how you wore your hair a couple years ago? A short bob? It [...]

Baltimore Oh’s and A Tale of Two Sues

October is my favorite month in Maryland. The leaves are starting to turn, fall and crunch. The temperature is neither hot nor cold, pumpkin lattes and spice fatbombs are on the menu at Dunkin Donuts, and no one is in a bad mood yet. Of all the places I have lived, Baltimorons [...]