Marrying my Spaniard, after quite a long time together, means making permanent what had already felt timeless. I love this man!
Family
What a woman
Virginia Culver Snyder, 1941 to 2025. Reporter, friend, irascible aunty. We hope we can someday be as tough as you.
So familiar, and also entirely new
I felt at home in Edinburgh – one branch of my family tree in vivid color. Also whisky, walking, and history, dolloped with some Harry Potter flashbacks.
Mexico City paradise
The Culventure continues in Mexico City. A fantastic place full of wonders, history, and more tacos.
Wet Week on the Riviera Maya
Cenotes, mangroves, and using your life jacket like a diaper. A family adventure to Tulum, Mexico goes wonderfully right.
Missing Miss Raya Buckets
Miss Raya Buckets stepped over the Rainbow Bridge earlier this year, where the can opener is always spinning. I sure miss her!
Napoli, Nuova
We’re just getting settled into Napoli and finding our way around these enormous hills! So far, so very good, including standard-setting pizza.
A celebration of Dad
Our eulogy titled “All the ways Dad failed us” was written with the intent to laugh, not cry, and I almost made it to the end without shedding a tear. Miss you, Dad.
Fart cars, stifling humidity, casual bigotry and fast food
Never Have I Ever… been so negative in a post. Keep reading for some bright sides, which I didn’t earn but for which I’m awfully grateful.
Our little gargoyle
Doing our best in a bad situation. Ready to gripe about it if anyone wants to call. Send margaritas, please!










