expat

  • Why I Want to Leave Europe, as an American

    Well, my last post didn’t age too well, and while I’m still processing everything going on, I hope everyone is taking much needed time and space for yourself. It has taken a minute to gather my thoughts and process, as… Continue reading

    Why I Want to Leave Europe, as an American
  • Dressing for Democracy: My Election Day Outfit Dilemma

    It’s easy enough to say that in my late nights of scrolling, I’m being silly about what I’m going to wear on Election Day 2024. The American living in Spain in me, wants to wear nothing but sneakers, an oversized… Continue reading

    Dressing for Democracy: My Election Day Outfit Dilemma
  • Delaying the Day.

    Ernest Hemingway is quoted as saying: “There is no nightlife in Spain. They stay up late. That is not nightlife. That is delaying the day.” So that is what I’m currently doing, IN SPAIN. In fact, the most Spanish of… Continue reading

    Delaying the Day.
  • Travel Home, Bringing the Outside In

    Wow, it’s been awhile. And all day it’s me, hi! I’m the problem it’s me! We’re in the midst of packing, and honestly that is exactly what I should be doing right now. But between a velcro 6 month baby… Continue reading

    Travel Home, Bringing the Outside In
  • A Stroller’s Second Chance at Life

    I’ve been MIA for a minute. I feel only now relatively settled enough to sit down and write, as we made it through an entire whirlwind to get back to the US, all 4.5 of us. Third trimester exhaustion is… Continue reading

    A Stroller’s Second Chance at Life
  • Oude Kerk, AMS Pt. II

    Continuing on our off the beaten path tour of Amsterdam, we read that a Brazilian Artist had an exhibition at Oude Kerk, the “Old Church”. We headed there, as there was also a tour to the top of one of… Continue reading

    Oude Kerk, AMS Pt. II
  • It Was Always, Amsterdam Pt. 1

    As much as I hate flying, I truly enjoy traveling and strangely enough, airports, (as long as it is not Charles De Gaulle in Paris). I feel like as an American, if you’re not headed to Canada, Mexico, or the… Continue reading

    It Was Always, Amsterdam Pt. 1
  • The Smell of Celery

    We had just traveled three continents in 24 hours, we were exhausted, jet lagged, and all the feelings that came with being back home was just a little overwhelming. Coupled with the fact that it was our anniversary? Blissful. We… Continue reading

    The Smell of Celery
  • Pagne and Aphrodite

    Some will argue that those two things just will not go together. I agree, but it is this rooms reality. I’ll admit, that even though I’m posting about a guest room, I’m really just procrastinating on cleaning the rest of… Continue reading

    Pagne and Aphrodite
  • Graceland

    Memphis, Tennessee. No, not Elvis’ house. I’m actually not at all an Elvis fan, and have never been to Graceland. I used to work right around the corner and some minutes away, but never once gone and paid to get… Continue reading

    Graceland
  • Absolutely Corntastic

    Well, I have been in theory, back for awhile now. A little over a month since I’ve returned to Togo, and well? Some things have definitely changed, and others not sooooo much. Regardless, I’m back to finish off my more… Continue reading

    Absolutely Corntastic
  • Heightened.

    Well, I am back. And in true fashion taking a detour. I mentioned in my last post that I would share my favorite photos from an artist conclave and buildings I find aesthetically pleasing, I will, but probably will not… Continue reading

    Heightened.
  • Spotted in Lomé

    I don’t drive here. I’m quite honestly afraid to, not that I have a fear of driving in general (except around semi-trucks), but there is a gazillion more motorcycles here than in the US, and while there are generally marked… Continue reading

    Spotted in Lomé
  • Both “Lived”and “Unlived”

    Today is a magnificent day. It is also another “no bones” day. If you’re unfamiliar, or way behind on trends like I am, here is a link for reference. It’s actually quite the opposite of what I hoped it would… Continue reading

    Both “Lived”and “Unlived”
  • A Little Mamba No. 5

    It has been exactly a month and four days since writing about the peculiar chair. A lot has happened and will be happening in the past month and forward, however content has been a little thin. Really not the case… Continue reading

    A Little Mamba No. 5
  • The Rather Curious Case of the Peculiar Chair

    Happy Sunday, Bon Dimanche! Like I promised in the last post, I’m beginning to reveal spaces as they finish themselves. Although, sometimes I feel like it’ll never be “done,” or that it will never be until we leave and I… Continue reading

    The Rather Curious Case of the Peculiar Chair
  • Lomé Bar Reveal:The Power of (mostly)Free!

    My first “home” post! Major introvert here, so home is peace. It is “safe” and is a space to recharge my batteries for another day revolving around “home.” So for me, making it pleasant is of the upmost importance. It’s… Continue reading

    Lomé Bar Reveal:The Power of (mostly)Free!
  • Is Brunch a Hobby? Asking For a Friend…

    Welcome back! It’s been a minute, as I have been recovering from an unexpected and very unwelcome Covid infection, and dealing with allergies from the Harmattan, and just generally getting back into the swing of things. If you’re wondering what… Continue reading

    Is Brunch a Hobby? Asking For a Friend…
  • Dough vs. DiploLife

    Weird title, I know. However, I think this post is overdue because I mentioned my hitting a real low point in a previous post, yet I only found the inspiration to write it today. All because of a bread making… Continue reading

    Dough vs. DiploLife