‘Til Sleep Do Us Part

‘Til Sleep Do Us Part

I’ve vaguely (and not so vaguely) alluded to this in other posts, but I’m trying to work my way back into writing regularly, and the first step seems to be coming clean about why there was such a long drought in the first place. In a word–Gabbie. If you’ve been following this meandering pile of(…)

Taste of London: British Invasion, Day 6

[UPDATE:  I started this, like, a month and a half ago, and I kept meaning to circle back, but sleep as been in short supply basically ever since we got back, and no sleep means no energy means no focus means no posts.  In fact, this is the fourth time I’ve updated the “Update.”  It’s not(…)

Elated Eight:  Happy Birthday, Maddie!

Elated Eight: Happy Birthday, Maddie!

Dear Maddie, First, my apologies if this particular birthday letter is short on the funny, or heartfelt emotions, or you know, sense.  While it may be your birthday, I am not 100%, and it would appear that the common cold, as well as time, waits for no woman.  Sorry, dude.  I’m going to give it what(…)

Bermondsey Beer Mile: British Invasion, Day 5

Bermondsey Beer Mile: British Invasion, Day 5

Saturday was essentially what Gabbie likes to call as “stay-home day.”*  We weren’t going to hang out around the house, but we weren’t leaving Bermondsey, the little area of Southwark in which we were staying.  As ever, we’d done our pre-trip research**, so we knew that on Saturdays our little corner of London was home(…)