If you're going to move to France from a state in the US, you can't go wrong with Massachusetts. Not only do they have drivers license reciprocity (saving me all…
Apparently, today is National Running Day. The old me would have spent this blog post mocking running in all of its many forms. The words "invading horde," "pointy sticks" and…
Once again, I've signed up for the Komen Race for the Cure. Yes, I have patellar tendinitis and I'm only running about a mile at a time. But my physical…
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…