The next installment in my Ten Things series, in response to all the lovely Sisterhood of the World Bloggers tags I received, are these great questions about being an expat. Ersatz Expat is a great blog charting an incredible expat …
We opened the door to our new home, stepped inside and began to explore. An angry little voice said: Is this it? Our real house is better. It broke my heart.
Sometimes we need to turn things on their heads. Look at them from a different angle. Sometimes the best times are the ones we don’t expect, that we don’t force. Sometimes things are as simple as we allow them to …
The Royal Botanic Garden Edinburgh is one of my favourite places. We lived not far from it, and it was my go-to escape when on maternity leave; somewhere to walk a sleeping (or reluctantly sleeping, or wide awake and grumpy) …
I have discovered that one of the biggest issues when you move country is finding the ingredients that you are accustomed to using! Some things you can’t get, others are called something different. Others are just well hidden :)
The 8yo has just sat his first exams. Five of them.
For the 100th day of school Kindergartners and First Graders at my sons’ school complete a 100 Days project.
Okay, I have to be honest. I am sick to death of the snow. Sunday into Monday saw yet another snow storm, bringing another foot of the stuff. By Tuesday (snow day number six…) we were all climbing the walls.
I could dedicate a whole post just to the school run. To the chaos, the rushing, the nagging, the losing things, the forgetting things, the running late… It is my least favourite part of the day.
When I lived in the UK, each winter we would wish for snow. Snow meant it was Christmas time. It meant chocolate box scenes of snow covered trees. It meant snowmen and sledging, red noses and hot chocolate by the …
