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Reverie

For a while now I’ve been wanting to share a secret. Just wanted a few more ducks in a row, before I spilled the beans. And now, amazingly, there they are, all waddling beak-to-tail down to the river. So here goes:

We’re going to Paris.

Yes, really. And by “we”, I mean ROB AND ME, […]

Seriously? WORMS?

I have to tell you this story. I was going to tell you just after it happened, you know, in JULY, but then I remembered I’d have to anesthetize my children for a couple of hours in order to do that, and that is apparently frowned upon. So better late than never.

This summer, ostensibly […]

On practicing yoga in the hopes of fitting into someone’s suitcase

I have got to go somewhere. No honestly, anywhere. Rob recently came back from playing a jazz festival in Reading, Pennsylvania, and I was actually jealous. For Pennsylvania in March. (No offence, Reading; I’m sure you’re all kinds of lovely.)

It’s just that I always thought I’d be one of those people who traveled all […]