My birthday dawned bright and sunny… no, wait, it rained like the dickens. Far be it from me to criticize the weather, though – if it happens on My Day, it’s obviously the best weather ever! We had big plans for the day, starting with The Volcano:...
September rolled forward in Napoli, the tension and excitement growing for my birthday in even greater increments than a normal year. This year, my friends Ali and Shane arrived in Rome and had a few days of seeing that amazing city before coming to Napoli. I was...
Or, What’s not to love about this suburban corner of Missouri? I feel stuck here. As if I didn’t choose to be here to take care of my father, as if I don’t choose it again day after day. But there’s a noisy part of me that questions that choice...
My last post recapped Dad’s rough first month in Assisted Living. All kinds of ups, downs and sideways lurches since then leave me reporting… about the same. And I’m whiny and exhausted myself. My sister and brother are back in Alaska for a break,...
I’m running a bit.. behind in my blog posting. Like three months behind! I meant to post this back in September, to follow up with more Fascinating French-landia for all you Franco-Philes out there! But best intentions yada yada yada… Anyway, anticipation...
From my earliest days, “France” has meant “Paris.” I blame Richard Scarry. Remember his books when we were kids? Busy colorful pages of rabbits, elephants, cats and bears doing all the things we do, going all the places we go, teaching words in...
