Monthly Archives: July 2007
These Little Bitty Dogs
Go to this link to read a short article at Yahoo news about a brave chihuahua (not Giselle, a different one). Â Otherwise known as Turkey.
Two More Reasons to Love South OC
Just got back from NYC yesterday; it’s a little strange to be calling this new place home, but I don’t miss the desert one bit. And it’s wonderful to be reunited with my husband. I’m sore all over though… we’ve … Continue reading
Birth, Marriage, and Death
Boy, is my brother giving me a hard time, “You write about the wedding for three months and then it happens and you don’t post about it? Do you want to lose every reader you have?!†Sheeeeesh. So, for those … Continue reading
The Camera and Running Sneakers are a Dead Giveaway
This is how nerdy I look as a New York Tourist. Notice the camera hooked to the belt buckle and the borrowed Jansport backpack.
spikes vs bird poop
The metal spikes they use to keep away the pigeons are FREAKY and give me shivers whenever I see them. I know that the birds are not getting speared, but still, they bring forth images of medieval torture. I never … Continue reading
The Food Subculture at the Back of Blimpies
Today was a happy, hot, sweaty New York day (but not without the requisite irritation with the teenagers). After a tiny bit of lazing around this morning, the girls became excited by the prospect of delicious bagels for breakfast so … Continue reading
Chinatown Bus Debrief
We made it to New York. I am still a little irritated by the two teenage girls I am traveling with, but it’s getting better. I think, because being in the City just cheers me up, period. Although, it is … Continue reading
All of D.C. is a Photoshoot Backdrop
And if I could be bothered to post the hundreds of photos we took downtown I could prove it to you. The only real interest Bella and Dawkins have in the national monuments is how good can Bella and Dawkins … Continue reading
Craving Baby
Nabi Grace is back in Bangkok (and so are her parents), and I don’t know when I’ll see her next. Perhaps at Christmas? At which time she could be walking! As hard as it is to be away from my … Continue reading