Looking at the beautiful, snow view out my living room window in Prishtina, Kosova
Thanksgiving passed by in such a whirl, I didn’t get a chance to write the good old “Thanksgiving Blog”, but don’t think that I am not thankful. 1,004 more words
Oh… hello little town. Did I take a wrong turn and end up in heaven? Does Jesus live here? Or Buddha or Zeuss or something? 363 more words
Isn’t that interesting?
Also, Mark Piedra lives there. Mark is a brain surgeon. Mark is super cool.
Mark likes to travel all over the world by himself. 91 more words
Prishtina, Kosova all bundled up cozy in our little home, getting ready for snow!
Aren’t sisters the best?* Back in October when my son Brett asked Susie to marry him, they decided -for visa reasons – (seems like that is always a situation in our family) to get married in November. 1,418 more words
New York was, as expected, awesome. It was an amazing breather from the routine that had settled in my Boston life. Lots of money was spent (let’s just say it was a $1k kind of weekend, ugh I am afraid to look at my account balance and track every single one of my expenses for the sake of budgeting) and great food was eaten (except for those awful insulting crêpes near Union Square — never again). 263 more words