I can’t sleep
Every now and then (read: every few days), I have an “Are we crazy?!” moment. Here’s a glimpse at last night’s moment.
Every now and then (read: every few days), I have an “Are we crazy?!” moment. Here’s a glimpse at last night’s moment.
Fun at the post office. It’s really quite simple. Just take a number and wait your turn.
Here’s proof there is at least one sentence in Czech with no vowels in it.
We weren’t lost. We were finding our way creatively. {Insert obligatory reference to orange here.}
I probably don’t even need to exercise — I get sweaty and out-of-breath enough just from going to the grocery store.
Christmas in July shouldn’t just be a gimmick. It should be for real. All in favor of Christmas twice a year say “Aye!”
When you’re packing up your life to move overseas, being married to an organizer has its benefits.
Know those anxiety dreams where your’e trying to scream, but can’t? That’s sort of how it happened when the sadness of saying goodbye hit me unexpectedly.
Super packing requires super lists. Super lists require super post-it notes. Super post-it notes require… oh, just read this post already.
No more cartwheeling through the house for us. Our landing pad in Prague is hip, modern, and tiny.