I like music. I love music. I greatly esteem music. The first site I crank up on any given morning is last.fm. (Spotify has too many ads.) Even before facebook. Or real-life coffee. That’s big. While my musical taste is kind of eclectic, my first music-love is country. I love it down to the ground. Or the red dirt road. I know it isn’t cool to admit to liking country. At least for me, growing halfway up on Long Island,…
You may remember that we have a house guest. We’ve taken him out with us almost everywhere since his arrival. Here is photographic evidence of The Oma’s adventures so far: Hugging some cider at Sofi’s: Offering me a rose. Possibly drunk here: Zombie coffee is good for hangovers: More coffee at Artisan Roast. He appreciated the signage: Perusing Festival posters: And enroute to a bookshop. His hosts didn’t buy any books. He wanted some postcards. No such luck. In the…
Today is Gin & Lemonade’s second birthday. My move from Glasgow to Edinburgh is not so recent any more and I no longer have a cat who thinks she’s a dog. I don’t even have a boyfriend, because he’s now my fiance. A few days after I posted my first blog birthday post, I dumped some coffee on Hemingway and he left me. And then he came back. Since then things have gotten weird and more weird. While I’m still…
Some more maybe not-so-little known facts about me: I have a serious problem with spending money in places that don’t have accessible toilets, or anywhere I have to move furniture to get around. I engage Go Go (or not) Gadget Camel if the place sells books or cheesecake. I’m weak. Current obsessions include: Yankee Candles, escapist books, my father’s incredible shrinking tumour, episodes of Roseanne (before they won the lottery) and wedding blogs. The highlight of my day yesterday was…
