Category Archives: Scintillating Adventures

Summer as a 3 yr. Old

I have a major obsession with my adorable niece. Her name is Isabelle. We all call her Bizz. One of my favorite things to do in the summertime is hang out with this delightful little 3 year old, and my first official week of summer has held a whole lot of Bizz, which means that summerContinue reading “Summer as a 3 yr. Old”

Le Tholonet

There is a place of sheer beauty and complete glory that I wish everyone could see. It’s a hidden corner of nature in the south of France, a place called the Tholonet. Some people have heard of Emile Zola, but many people haven’t heard of his father,  François Zola, a man who was in chargeContinue reading “Le Tholonet”

Blast from The Past: My Roman Holiday

I wrote this in the early Spring of 2007, after travelling to Rome for the first time.  Today marked the end of my four-ish days in the Eternal City . I am exhausted, but I saw it all. Or at least, it feels like I did. It was a whilwind trip. Four days is a remarkablyContinue reading “Blast from The Past: My Roman Holiday”

Walking For A Cause . . .

Last weekend, I joined my sister’s family to do the 2013 annual Walk for Hunger. . . just to be clear, this means that I was one of three adults responsable for a five-year-old, a three-year-old, two two-year-olds, an 11-month-old and an 8-month-old. (Did I mention that my sisters are foster-moms?) It was definitely anContinue reading “Walking For A Cause . . .”

My First Day of School: Abroad

I wrote this back in 2007, right after moving to France for the year, and I decided that it might be worth sharing. Every time I get nostalgic for travel and life abroad, it helps to remember that it was not actually perfect, as nostalgia tends to render events past. This is the rundown ofContinue reading “My First Day of School: Abroad”

Blast From The Past: Cultural Angst

When I think back to living in France, it usually is with that rosy nostalgia-induced view that perhaps embellishes a little over time, but life was not always the scintillating cultural magic that it appears to be in the photographs . . . a few days ago I came across the following chat-conversation between anotherContinue reading “Blast From The Past: Cultural Angst”

Paint + Wine + Friends = EXCELLENT

Once upon a few months ago, my dear friend KTD asked if I wanted to rally the troops and sashay over to Newtonville, Massachussetts for my very first visit to The Paint Bar. If you are like my past self and are unaware of what this magical-sounding location might be . . . well, allow me toContinue reading “Paint + Wine + Friends = EXCELLENT”

Paris is Always A Good Idea

I have spent a month of my life in Paris. That’s like, one 300th of my life. I think. (Math was never my strong point.) Now, this might sound like a big or small percentage to you, but a month is quite a bit of time to be a tourist in one city, even oneContinue reading “Paris is Always A Good Idea”