This weekend, I got the huge pleasure of meeting 7 new members of my new family – Rachel’s cousin and her six kids. Yes, six of them. Well before the age of 30. She’s the mentally disturbed cousin. (Not really, we love her, but I mean, six kids? Really?) While Rachel and her cousin were [...]
Browsing the archives for the East Coast tag
You may remember when I told you about the cow that ended up in a neighbor’s pool last week. If you don’t remember, go right to a psychologist because if you can’t remember a story about a cow in a pool, you have way too many things going on in your head. Cow! Pool! Of [...]
So now that I’ve been out in the Midwest a couple of months now, and feeling my way around, I’m mostly comfortable and almost at home. That’s not to say there aren’t still occasional differences, as I get used to calling sneakers tennis shoes, referring to soda as pop, and completely mispronouncing the Reese’s brand [...]
I recently decided to turn my life upside down, chase a dream (or a calling) and head west. My destination was Arizona to research and write about the death of my cousin, Kirby Brown. Because things in life aren’t tidy and neat and rarely happen on schedule, that trip was delayed and complicated (of course [...]
