Days #11,188-9: After a youth spent despising New Year’s Eve for its empty, sequined promises that never met the enormity expected of Last Night of the Year (ugh, or the Millennium… NYE 1999 was particularly horrid) my old age hath brought wisdom. The key to a good New Year’s Eve somehow isn’t good planning (this […]
For all my bravado about leading a wild & unbridled life, I am a girl who craves order and resolution. Which is precisely why I’ve been enticed into this mesmerizing My 2012 in Pictures Trend that was (key word: was) circulating. I know… I’m so late to the party. Bringing-appetizers-to-the-party-after-guests-have-either-left-or-passed-out-on-the-lawn Late. But I just can’t […]
Day #11,185-6: Because family and traveling are a few of my favorite things (Maria aimed a bit low with cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudel), Mr. M & I spent the last bit of 2012 in Portugal with his brother B, our soon-to-be sister-in-law L.P., Mr. M’s cousin Bash, and Bash’s girlfriend Jess. By the time Mr. […]
**I am alive! I felt this should be heartily exclaimed because (1) it’s a refreshing thing to affirm every so often, and (2) I completely fell off the map due to a nasty flu & subsequent internet-free travel abroad. I’ve been a bad, bad blogger, but on the upside… I am alive!** Days #11,184-85: After […]
This year we’re spending New Years with brother-in-law B, soon-to-be-sister LP, Mr. M’s cousin Bash, and Bash’s lovely girlfriend Jess. And the six of us have somehow decided that 2013 should be welcomed in Lisbon, Portugal! While Portugal somehow never made my list of Top 100 Places to See (no sugar-coating that one), I’m still […]
Like Disneyland and Central Park and anywhere blanketed in snow, there are a few places that simply radiate magic around the holidays. Lo and behold- Nashville is one of them! Day #10,479: Truth be told, the first stop on our road trip from Memphis did not begin quite so magically. Let it be known that […]
You can smell Rotorua, a lovely town tucked into the northwest corner of New Zealand’s North Island, long before you can see it. Rotorua is best-known for two things: its crown as the adventure sports capital of New Zealand and its extensive network of hot springs… hence the looming, sulfur stench. Day #10,288: Mr. M […]
A little because I hate air travel, a little because I love trains, and mostly because it just seemed like a very cool way to see the middle of the country, Mr. M & I took a 2-night rail trip from Pretoria to Cape Town on our honeymoon in South Africa. It was agonizingly expensive (just […]
Not long ago, Mr. M remarked on how we’ve never actually walked the entire Brooklyn Bridge. This fact is revolting because (1) we’re trying to tourist our way through NYC while living here, (2) we have a ridiculous number of west coast guests come to stay with us who should’ve already dragged us with them […]
Day #10,242: On the third day of our Parisian adventure, Mr. M & I woke up early in a futile attempt to beat the masses on their pilgrimage to the bourgeoisie capital of France. (Try as you may, my friends, it ain’t gonna happen. Unless you steamroll your way through the interior like you’re sprinting […]