One time a friend needed help affording his study abroad, and I wrote about him here. Now, I’m asking on behalf of one of my sisters’ friends. Her name is Marta, and she is a freshman in college this year. She’s extremely intelligent, passed all of her Advanced Placement exams with flying colors, graduated high … Continue reading Do You Want to Help a Dream Come True?
After we took the two chikadees to college (as seen in the last post), I still had a few days before I had to move to the townhouse in Charlotte with Justin. The boys had the day off of band camp and I had to run errands, so we made a day of it. Before … Continue reading Taking the Chikadees to College: Part Two
Even though Danielle and Kay are starting college this year and Garrett and Griffin are juniors in high school, whenever I take care of them or do anything with them, I still refer to them as “my munchkins” or “the chikadees.” Even though they stopped being five years old a long time ago. Last week … Continue reading Taking the Chikadees to College
There’s this place in Charlotte called Le Kebab Grill that Justin and I used to make fun of all the time because it was a hole-in-the-wall that used three languages in its name. One day we decided to try it, since we made fun of it so often, and it actually ended up being this … Continue reading Of Baba Ganoush and Sunflowers
“It is both a blessing and a curse to feel everything so very deeply.” I’ve been wanting to write this blog post for a while, but I needed a day or two to see the response from the world before responding myself. The responses have varied. Most people are surprised, and very many genuinely upset. … Continue reading Remembering Robin Williams
On Sunday, we went to my grandparent’s house. I haven’t seen them since I got home (and my grandma broke her wrist), so we went down to say hello. My grandparents own a restaurant and farm pine trees, so they live in the middle of nowhere on 500 acres of beautiful, rolling, pine-covered hills. This … Continue reading Picking Apples
Life just has a way of working out. By this, I mean that things happen and you just sit back stupidly and think, “welp. That was just a crazyrandomhappenstance.” I knew nothing about soccer before I went to Colombia. But I got to watch the World Cup in Colombia. I got to see Suarez bite … Continue reading Gooooool! (In Charlotte!)