I’ve actually been to London twice now. Once when I was 17 as part of a school trip, and once at 22 immediately after I graduated college to visit my then boyfriend, Sean, who was finishing up his master’s degree at King’s College. When I was in London at 17, it marked the first time […]
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I’m approaching 29. Which means I’m approaching 30. Which means, if you had asked my 23-year-old self, I would likely have at least one kid by now, or at least one on the way. I like how stupidly naive I was in my early 20’s. At 23 when we got married, Sean and I looked […]
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These days, Sean and I don’t see each other much during the week. He’s off to work before I’m really up and functional, and I work late so by the time I finish each night all we want to do is relax and unwind with some Netflix and animal snuggles. This arrangement suits us fine, […]
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It’s a common question. Especially when we first move overseas. We get it from Embassy employees, taxi drivers, store clerks, and waiters. Sometimes it happens in the beginning of the conversation, sometimes it’s after we confuse them greatly since Sean can speak to locals in Georgian or Russian but then we switch to English between […]
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I have a confession to make: I am completely, 100% dependent on online ordering when I’m overseas. I’m not proud of it necessarily, but sometimes you just have to do things you aren’t proud of when put into situations outside your comfort zone. I’m picky. I’m particular. I like things a certain way. And when […]
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