Pickles and Onions

PJ can totally follow instructions. For Naptime they are: You must stay in bed. You must stay quiet.  He did.   He just moved his bed - whil...

Be still my heart. This is PJ helping Bean get dressed for bed.  Xo

For the record, my kids are damn adorable. xo

For the record, little boys also like nail polish. Well, on one nail anyways. xo

For the record, the size of Christmas socks does not reflect the specific family member's importance within the family. Really, it...

PJ was born in July 2011 . It is now September 2011. Between then and now – and unlike the mythology of motherhood – there have been more ...

Spargelzeit continues and with ever increasing rewards: it turns out that the Mr. makes a hell of a Spargelcremesuppe (white asparagus cre...

Its carnival! For the non-initiated, carnival is a week of last-minute partying before Ash Wednesday arrives bringing along weeks of par...

Its January, we’re in Moscow visiting a friend and – surprise, surprise – its freezing cold. Free-zee-ing cold (and that is the nice versi...

The Mr. recently surprised me with my absolute, hands-down, favorite flowers. Don't ask me how he got a hold of tulips at this time of y...

2010 is coming to an end and I, for one, cannot believe that it has already been one complete year since we celebrated the beginning of 2010...

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We've been married for 18 months today. 18 months - it feels like a decade based on everything that has happened to both of us since M...

One of us mentions that we are running out of toilet paper, and we both buy a package. Sure, we have far more toilet paper than we will need...

I was in Ireland this past weekend for a very intensive creative writing course. When I stepped into my rental car in Dublin, I saw this ref...

Over this past week I've been a little surprised at how often I've defended poor little Detroit - okay, outside of Detroit. Really, ...

Greetings from Vancouver, Canada ! I’m here for a little while for work and (I hope) to eat my weight in sushi. I was hoping to blog while o...

Recently a few of my colleagues and the Mr. enjoyed a night of ice hockey* during the world championships, which for whatever reason were be...

This is the picture of a European eating a hamburger with a knife and fork. A hamburger. With a knife and fork. Really. This is not photo sh...

Happily Married is sitting in a not-so-great funky Chinese restaurant that is too warm, with my belly uncomfortably full, and looking across...