I've been resident on the East Coast of North America for almost four years, and there are still things I miss about England. The English pub is most certainly one of them. An English pub is not to be mistaken for a bar. There are significant differences between pubs and bars. In America, so far… Continue reading Day 28: What Makes an English Pub?
I want to like them; the delight on her face tells me I should, but the thought of eating one makes my stomach flip.
During the summer months, the town of Stamford, CT hosts concerts by a range of artists. These concerts make up the series Alive @ 5. When I discovered the event, I checked to see what was coming up. I scrolled through the list to see name after name I didn't recognise, (apart from Shaggy on the… Continue reading Reliving my youth – Boyz 2 Men style
Now that our home has taken shape and we've been freed from the weekends of furniture shopping and fund deficits, our Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays are reserved for a spot of fun and exploration. This weekend started with a Friday evening jig at a local country music concert in a neighbouring town of Darien. I… Continue reading Jigs, Grobs and Cobs
So, my work life frustration is why the blogs have been a bit quiet. However, today, after a mini outburst about being bored over breakfast this morning, I decided to listen to the adage 'only boring people get bored' and start writing again.
My husband's favourite phrase is 'just get it done'. This phrase, in part, is his way of motivating me to get off my bum and do something, but it's also his insane need to have a to do list that contains zero items. If he has a to-do list, he must cross everything off before he… Continue reading Flat-Pack Frenzy
Unfortunately, hot weather means appropriate clothing, and appropriate clothing means getting bits out you may not have seen in quite a few years...
After a morning of moping and reflecting, I dragged myself out of bed, showered, put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and a little bit of lipstick and ventured into town. It's amazing what a "bit gip" can do.
I thought spending time in New York City would make me miss city living, and miss the bright lights of London, but it didn't. I was so happy to come home to my quiet neighbourhood in Stamford at the end of a long day trudging the flamboyant, bustling streets of the metropolis. Maybe it's an age thing, but as much as I love the city, I love suburbia more.