Living in Mexico

Lexi’s been looking for the perfect pair of sunglasses since the snow melted off our deck back in May. [O.K. fine I’m over-exaggerating, it melted way, way back in April.] Anyway, we found these glasses a couple of weeks ago at one of those mall kiosks, although I can’t say I’ve ever purchased anything at a kiosk before. Not that there’s anything wrong with those kiosks, just that I haven’t had a need for hair extensions or cell phone bling yet. ...Continue Reading »

When I first relaunched this site, I told you I would be transferring posts from the old site over to this new one. So that’s just what I did...I’d open up the old site, choose an old post, read the old post and then lie down next to my desk on the floor until the muscle relaxer I’d taken kicked in. Every word I read was processed in my brain and then sent down into my body where it responded by contorting and contracting in embarrassment.

If you could see my face when I read those old posts, you’d think I was watching circus bears riding bikes around in circles until they fell on the cross bars. Bear crotch injury isn’t easy to watch. ...Continue Reading »

Let’s begin here: I originally misspelled the word ‘soccer’ in this post's title.

Moving on.

Last night Ben informed me that Mexico had beat France in the World Cup and therefore we were obligated to drink tequila. I obliged. I felt that this was the least I could do for the country of which I called ‘home’ for six months. What can I say? I’m a giver. ...Continue Reading »

In my never ending quest to gather the fragmented pieces of my life, [...seriously, please someone, tell me why there’s a Barbie leg in my purse?] I’ve been working toward organizing my photo archives. It’s a work in progress and I’ve had some set-backs, but I figure if BP can take it’s own sweet, damn time getting it’s shit together, then why not me too? ...Continue Reading »