Apparently, when we travel, one of us has to get their credit card stolen. This time, it was Kristian's turn. My credit card was used to purchase English lessons and…
We're in DC visiting Jen(nie) and, once again, my insane Jen(nie) travel luck has shone down upon me. I don't know what sort of voodoo magic she does to make…
We're back! And, I'm just putting this out there because so many people have asked... No I do not have any extra hardware of the bling variety. Apparently going to…
Vicki wrote something the other day about how the times when we have all sorts of interesting things to write about are the times when we don't actually have the…
Yesterday, I jumped off a cliff. Literally. I guess that, technically, I ran down the side of a mountain until the wind caught our parachute and we started lifting off,…
Mr. Richardson was my high school french teacher. Truthfully, he was one of many, but he taught me for the longest and he was the best. I still have fond…
I just got a lovely voice mail from my credit card company (gotta love vonage and those emailed VMs). Apparently my account was locked for "suspicious activity." After they sent…