…I laid in the near-dark, feeding E2 down for the night, her little body curled into mine, and me drifting in and out of semi-sleep as she fed… I pulled the covers a little tighter over the two of us, and allowed myself to drift back into sleep for a while longer…
Yada yada yada. [...]
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And… Back to Reality
Posted in Motherhood, Observations of America, Observations of Life, tagged Breastfeeding, Children, extended breastfeeding, Family, funny, humor, humour, kids, Life, mother, mothering, parenthood, Parenting, Personal, thanksgiving on November 29, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
American by Accident, In Love without Intention
Posted in It happens to an Expat, Making our move, Observations of America, Observations of Life, Repatting, Who am I?, tagged America, Britain, England, Family, husband, Life, Moving, Personal, relationships, UK, US, USA on September 24, 2009 | 7 Comments »
That I am an American has never been in question. I need only open my mouth and — if you are a Brit — you will recognise the fact immediately. If you are an American… well, twenty years ago you would have known right away — these days, you might be a wee bit confused. [...]
I am Boring
Posted in Failure, It happens to an Expat, Living with Allergies, Observations of America, Observations of Britain, Observations of Life, Repatting, Who am I?, tagged conversation, Friends, Life, Moving, Personal on July 9, 2009 | 13 Comments »
I’ve come to an uncomfortable conclusion. It turns out that… well… I’m quite boring. I always had some suspicions of this but I’d had enough social success to be able to brush those concerns under a convenient nearby carpet. But just lately, that’s not worked and I’ve got to admit what I’m quickly realising to [...]
Here, Too, I Belong
Posted in It happens to an Expat, Making our move, Observations of America, Observations of Britain, Observations of Life, Repatting, Who am I? on June 29, 2009 | 3 Comments »
I love bluegrass. And of course I can listen to bluegrass anywhere but it only feels right when I listen to it here, here in its home territory. Bluegrass needs to set against the backwoods of America in order to really blossom into what it’s fully meant to be. I’ve listened to bluegrass many times [...]
Golden, As I Remember
Posted in It happens to an Expat, Making our move, Observations of America, Observations of Britain, Observations of Life, tagged America, Britain, Life, memories, Moving, Personal, summer, UK, US, weather on June 10, 2009 | 4 Comments »
I walked out onto the front porch tonight, just for a moment, as the sun was setting. It had been a hot and sweaty day, with the kind of direct bright sunshine that I’ve never liked, but the evening had begun to mellow all that. And though it had threatened rain all day, it never [...]
Not As I Say… Not at All as I Say
Posted in It happens to an Expat, Making our move, Observations of America, Observations of Britain, Observations of Life, Repatting, tagged accent, Britain, England, English, Immigrant, Immigration, Life, Moving, Personal, UK, US on June 6, 2009 | 6 Comments »
I hit a real milestone in our repatting adventure the other day, one I wasn’t expecting at all. Indeed, I hadn’t even given it a thought before.
Growing up in the US with an English mother, I was used to way people treated her because of her accent. In shops, salespeople would sometimes just follow her [...]
Miss, Love: Coffee
Posted in It happens to an Expat, Observations of America, Observations of Britain, Observations of Life, Repatting, Something I Miss Something I Love, tagged America, Britain, coffee, coffee shop, drink, Food, Life, Personal, UK, US, USA on May 25, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Something I Miss about Britain
Coffee served in a mug — or better yet, in a big cup and saucer, with a real spoon for stirring. Over here in the US, it seems every coffee shop I go to gives me my coffee in a paper cup, regardless of whether I am order to go or [...]


