I like to swim. I will swim in pretty much any body of water. Cold, warm, wavy, still, foggy, clear. For years, my preferred body of water was the spectacular pool at the Koret Center at USF. I would try and get out there at least twice a week to … [Continue reading] about This is happening.
Willa noticed this sign on the Perth subway train: Everyone on this train is different, with a different life, a different story. Just like you. But you’re all here together, sharing the ride. That means you need to think about each other for a … [Continue reading] about Show your good side.
Oh hello Frustration, AKA second stage of culture shock. There you are, you scheming, handsome devil. Welcome to our home. Would you like a glass of wine? No? Is that because there’s a COCKROACH THE SIZE OF A FUN-SIZE SNICKERS BAR ON THE EDGE OF YOUR … [Continue reading] about Second Stage?
Last Friday morning, I called Nigel, the man in Perth who will rent you a piano and deliver it to your house the same day. We had a piano by 2:30 that afternoon. It is difficult for me to say this, and probably even more difficult for Dave to hear … [Continue reading] about Nigel the Piano Man
So I had a bit of a breakdown last night. After a dinner of pesto, salad with Simone’s Famous Dressing, and Tim Tams, the girls went to bed around 7:30pm and Dave and I plopped down on our TEMPORARY couch to begin working towards our goal of watching … [Continue reading] about The Break down of the Breakdown