To love a city is to get involved in a complicated relationship. It means to persevere in the face of inconveniences — stairs and cobblestones, ...
We're packing in trips like there's no tomorrow before these babies arrive. We still have some time (I'm nearly halfway there!), but with my growi...
When I lived in Italy, I learned three very important things. Don't talk about God. Don't talk about politics. And eat pasta as a first course. I'...
It's been decided. Ice cream sandwiches are definitely the best way to celebrate an occasion. This is the second time I am writing about Matt in the...
"I want to show you something," she often says with pride these days. Sometimes, it is a new toy. Sometimes, a "fancy trick" on the playground (cu...
Back when LiveJournal was the leading blogging platform, I didn't quite understand the concept of being 'found' on the Internet. I wrote, unapologet...
I’m not usually very good at staying silent. I’m often quick to judge and make a statement. In the heat of the moment, I often see things in b...
A few weeks ago, we got together with a few friends for an epic gathering in our backyard: an ice cream social! The backyard is what really sold u...
Matt went to Las Vegas for the weekend to hang out with his brother so I was left to my own devices. Usually, when Matt goes away, I start to feve...