It’s only fair that I provide some explanation for my blogging inactivity over the last two-plus months. I knew that life was too good–hiking every days in the sheep-speckled hills with my loyal companion, Brix; reading and writing excessively; hitting … Continue reading
Gosh, I miss Jeopardy. It was a daily ritual for us in California: every evening flip the TV on for a half-hour of the smartest game show ever. Or, is it…
In the wettest summer England has seen in the past 100 years, the gray skies and drizzles today are certainly not the July 4th that I’m used to. My biggest objection is that I have to wear a sweater over … Continue reading
In an endless riddle of which came first, the chicken or the egg? I miraculously navigated my way into British healthcare. Hip, hip, hooray!
Devastated to have missed the Boston Celtics playoff season (though with zero regrets for not having seen LeBron and The Heat take it home), my sports itch has been easy to scratch with the Euro Cup.
I’ve got to admit it: life is rough. I can’t legally work at the moment, yet my husband regularly travels to Champagne for his job. I see no solution to this unfortunate dilemma than to accompany him as often as … Continue reading
Today was an eventful day, immigration status-wise. My UK residence permit application was posted along with my passport, which will make travel outside of England challenging (but not impossible) for the next six months.
California’s Central Coast is a veggie-eater’s paradise. The year-round produce, as delicious as it is diverse, was a highlight of our lifestyle there. Weekly farmer’s markets overflowed with edible leafs, roots, fruits, and blossoms all grown in our back yard (or, at … Continue reading
Some people laughed at us when we told them we were going to move from California’s Central Coast to England’s southern one: but they don’t make wine in England!? The weather sucks there! Some people were jealous: I’d love to move … Continue reading
