In the past, I’ve recounted the evolution of our things. It’s the tale of the American dream: big house, tons of stuff. And the American nightmare: big house, tons of stuff. It came about much like the time a huge… Read More ›
alternative retirement
Lies, more lies, and Paris
Friends have emailed me recently asking when we’re returning to the United States. I looked back at this blog and realized that I’ve been remiss. Let me catch you up, we’re not. At least not to live. Not yet. After… Read More ›
Making Friends Abroad: The Pétanque League
My husband can’t speak french and never played petanque. But when we moved to Paris, he joined a petanque league. He’s learning the language, the game, and how to survive as an expat.
Getting Rid of Your Things
If you’re like me, you built up your possessions over time—deliberately. I love to cook and bought a deep fryer for my once-a-year foray into fried zucchini blossoms, purchased the supplies to cross-stitch a Christmas stocking for each of our… Read More ›
A Peek Inside My Suitcase
Last May, I arrived in Paris with one suitcase large enough to transport Jimmy Hoffa’s body, a smaller and more practical backpack for everything which didn’t fit in the suitcase, and an even smaller–but highly impractical–computer backpack. (Impractical only because… Read More ›
The World In Between 