‘Is this some kind of cross-over show?’ I was watching Paw Patrol and thought I saw Nella from Nella the Princess Knight. ‘No, Nella has a pink dress. That’s a blue dress,’ said Isla. Oh, of course. And so begins Snow Day #2 in the Frosty North. School is closed, Neil can’t drive out of the driveway to get to the shops. He shovelled for half an hour before school called off. We had to replace our snow-tires last year,…
Medium-known fact/disclaimer: I’m an American living in Scotland. I know a lot of people and more than half of them live not here. I have been sending and receiving airmail since I was 12 years old. These are my personal tips on how to send stuff to people who live where you don’t, while still keeping your bank account happy. And theirs, too. Most of the stuff I send goes to people in the US. My mother has been sending…
Today is day 793 of chocolate and chips (as in crisps as in chips). I’ve sent Neil to the shops for vegetables and vitamins. Hi. I guess this is my 2018 resolutions post, but they only last for a week around here. So lets call them goals. In this post I’m going to set out my goals and the tools I’m going to use to achieve them. I hope the stuff I’m using is useful to you, too. Space. I need…
On Sunday night, Neil and I clinked paper cups over burgers in Edinburgh. ‘Happy weird-ass date night,’ I said. We were doing some first-minute Christmas shopping before picking up my Mom at the airport the next morning. I was running on nerves and chocolate after the six hour drive off the mountain. We had an hour to shop, but I can’t shop hangry. So, make that 40 minutes to shop. At toy stores. And a craft store. Isla’s Christmas list…
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that Isla was in her first school Christmas play this week. She was an angel. We are not particularly religious, but an awkward stage debut is a rite of passage. She stood on that stage, all crooked wings and halo. Singing and signing the songs. The loudest word she sang was ‘CELEBRATE!’ And I was *this-close* to leaping from my seat and shouting ‘Get it, baby.’ Because that was my BABY on…
