April is National Poetry Month, and to wrap up this occasion, here is a traveler’s ode I wrote at one of those defining moments in life- an Ode to a Faithful Companion.
I just found out a secret, and this is going to change your outlook on Christmas forever!
Snakes in the Lake, Secret Rooms, Hidden in the Hills, Leather Pants & more: a compilation of travel tales from Ioannina- a secret gem hidden in the mountains of mainland Greece.
“Limits exist only in your mind.” Aristotle’s famous words emblazoned across a Scholastic Book Club poster hung over my bed when I was growing up. I woke up to his words every morning and fell asleep to them every night. And eventually they became emblazoned in my own mind. I had BIG dreams. I was going to change the world.
My daughter adores Halloween- me, not so much. That fake spooky stuff gets me annoyed- mainly because I’ve encountered the real deal- spooky spirits and chilling haunts- Check out these True Ghost Tales for an extra-chilling Halloween.
You don’t need guts and gore to be scary. A dark room with an unknown sound and your own imagination can be just as frightening as any graphic image. Keep that in mind before you take your child into a haunted house.
I learned my first past tense verb in Swedish yesterday: åt. It means “ate.” So now I can say cool things like “Hunden åt min sköldpadda” (The dog ate my turtle). Just kidding- I don’t have a turtle, but “sköldpadda” is such a fun word! I began learning Swedish last year, after stumbling across it on Duolingo…
I’ve been reading a lot about the Sabra Hummus recall. I love hummus, and really loved their Greek olive hummus (I’m a sucker for Kalamata olives! The first time I really had homemade hummus, I was living in a mountain village in Corfu, Greece…
I scrambled to put my child’s lunch together. Opening the food cupboard door, I found myself facing a closet packed with weird oddities. Who eats guava paste? My husband’s a chef….
Despite all of my misguided ill intentions, my children seem to be on a path of healthy eating, most profoundly noted this morning when my daughter (she who can inhale a bag of Cheetos in one sitting if I let her), pushed aside the box of chocolate covered doughnuts onthe breakfast table and asked for…