Tag Archives: my sister Bethie
Chana Masala
It’s really all Sanchaita’s fault. When I was visiting my sister Bethie, her friend Sanchaita invited us to dinner. She cooked the most amazing chickpea curry — as part of a feast of other amazing dishes, I should add — … Continue reading
Visiting Bethie
At Wesleyan, visiting my sister’s lab.
New Jeans Day
Yesterday I found the greatest pair of jeans on the irregulars rack. I guess this means I have an irregular figure because they fit absolutely perfectly. And they were $10! This is actually not the first time I found perfectly … Continue reading
Ending A Phonecall with My Sister
“I have to go now, Meggie, my plasmas are solidifying.” –Beth
Germaine Quote
…last week, I accidentally called your mom at like midnight…thinking I was calling Beth’s CELL PHONE, but I was calling the house, LOL. I apologized to your mom, and she was like, “That’s okay, Germaine. I thought you were Megan … Continue reading
My Sister The Pirate (Again)
My sister Bethie wrote on her own journal about shipboard customs, one of which warms my classicist heart: On another unrelated note, whenever we had all hand get togethers where we were toasting anything, we would toast, then pour one … Continue reading
My Sister The Pirate
My sister Bethie just returned from three months of sailing the high seas, so naturally when I got to talk to her tonight, I asked her all about her pirate life. “Did you call your friends, ‘me hearties’? Do you … Continue reading
Meg and Beth on the Great Wall
This is my sister Bethie and me on the Great Wall of China. At the Great Wall, Stick and I did a impromptu skit. I talked a vendor halfway down and then said “I really want it, but my husband … Continue reading
Cultural Literacy
The other day, I said something and Stick asked “Who’s Edward Hopper?” “Chop suey? Dark paintings cropped funny?” I tried to tell him, leaving out the bit about my sister Bethie jumping up and down in front of the calender, … Continue reading
