Every Year the Same
I enjoy Facebook’s feature that collects your past posts from previous years and lets you go through them. It is interesting to see what things happen over and over on the same day (or near…
Stories from an American living in Bulgaria
I enjoy Facebook’s feature that collects your past posts from previous years and lets you go through them. It is interesting to see what things happen over and over on the same day (or near…
(Feel free to skip to the bottom for a cute Peatuk clip) As usual, I find myself approaching the new year with a slight sense of melancholy. Since 2000, when I dressed up as Peter…
Welcome to the terrible twos. I used to laugh about them. A developmental phase cannot be that bad across the board. Surely my son will be different. He is likable. Sweet. A perfect angel. Or…
It’s been awhile since I have written here. I have mostly fallen into my family this past year. Day after day, it is the same thing. But we have hit a rhythm. In many ways,…
Today I signed up for a library card at the regional library in Gabrovo. It is a simple process, of course, and yet I still had to take Nikola. Someone to hide behind. Sometimes I…
I honestly have no clue how old I am. I have to do the math every time. I think I turn 32 today. I was trying to get my list of 32 things that happened…
What would an international travel experience be without a slight existential crisis? Yesterday I had the melt down, wondering if I was cut out to be a mother and wanting the possibility of other lives.…
Yep. Head over heels with this place. Or maybe it is just the aspect of ‘vacation.’ Honestly, I was a little crabby before we left because I thought, “How can the primary caregiver in a…
I need to remind myself not to fall in love while I am here. Or do I? Maybe a rousing case of city-lust is just the thing I need to get me out of the…
On Monday I went for my first run since I have been pregnant. It was my first run in almost two years. It is hard to believe it has been that long. Running was so…