Tag Archives: family
Conversation With My 5-Year-Old Niece
Isabel: …and that’s the baby’s paccy. Meg: A paccy? You mean this? A pacifier? Isabel: Yes. Pacifier must be what people call them in China.
Game Connection, Waffle House
When I first visited Raleigh, for Stick’s brother’s wedding, I found slow southern chattiness surprising, but I’m really enjoying it right now. I’m so proud of my Chinese skills but really I’ve just mastered the simplest essentials, I can’t really … Continue reading
End Of Part Two
I’m still in Beijing, but I’m getting into an East Coast sleep pattern already. It comes from lying in bed wondering exactly what I’m going to do with myself next, and then waking up to an anxious countdown of time … Continue reading
Without Stick
China without Stick is strangely familiar. The children hanging on the hutong’s gate, waiting to see the foreign woman, remind me of the Yantai children, watching on the steps of my apartment and shouting to their friend when they saw … Continue reading
Official Something Or Other
Via Top 100 Female Bloggers | Enkay Blog Welcome to the First Official Top 100 Female Blogger List. I had previously created the Top 50 Female Blogger list which soon grew to a 100. This list is updated as of … Continue reading
Photo Backlog
I’ve got a bunch of photos from Hugo and Diana’s visit to put up. There always seemed to be something better to do… I’m going to backdate some of them, so if you’re family and you want to see photos, … Continue reading
Still Life Without Stick
Stick left today, which was just as miserable as the last time he left China. Airport goodbyes don’t actually get any easier with practice. We had a really insane 36 hours getting him ready to go. Finally, as he was … Continue reading
Not In Kansas Anymore
I just heard about the Edison Chen scandal, it’s a weird reminder that we’re not in the US anymore. The short version of the story is that a Hong Kong actor took some risque shots of himself fooling around with … Continue reading
Girl At Temple
This picture has nothing to do with anything. I’m posting it to appease certain family members who’ve requested more nice photographs, and fewer pictures of starfish kebabs.
Following Traditions
When I was younger, right before Christmas, my family would drive to Kearny, NJ, where there was a street of Scottish import stores. We would get our all-important Christmas meat pies and sausage rolls, and eat our the traditional pre-Christmas … Continue reading
