OK, if you’ve been paying attention, you might know that I like candy. No, that’s not true. I love candy. I mean, let’s face it:…
You don’t need words to know you’re loved. Not really. Sometimes, a box of stuff says it all. Take, for example, the box that came…
There’s an ice cream van that comes around the neighbourhood most evenings around 6:30. When I first heard the magical music, I smiled as I…
Before I graduated from university money was tight. My adult life, until shortly before I got married, was spent not spending money. No, really. Money…
Oh my goodness! Do you realise that there are only three more sleeps until the Loch Ness Marathon? Well, restless sleeps would be my guess,…
I love olives. They are very much a part of my life. Olives for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Olives for tacos and nachos and pizza. Olives…
Today has been a seaside day. But not just one seaside – three of them! Or, really, I suppose it was all the same sea, but just…
Today I left my new home in Stirling to take a train journey to Billingham, England – Paul’s hometown and home to some of my in-laws. My…
Today is the long-awaited Doctor Who Marathon with my 14-year-old nephew, Parker; 13-year-old niece, Cassandra; and Parker’s best friend, Hattie. We are kicking back eating…
Last night I drove out to Vantage for Girls’ Weekend at The Beach House – my second ever girls’ weekend, though sadly I was only able to…
[Please note that the “S” at the end of maths was intentional, and not an error. It’s part of my attempt to use that funny…
I suppose it’s time for a holiday recap since my Washington Coast holiday is over. So, here goes! Day 1: I arrived at Copalis Beach,…
Avid readers of Just Frances will remember that I shared my thankfulness for “make-believe friends” this past Thanksgiving. Well, it seems that my sister, Celeste,…
[Note: This post has nothing to do with phones or other technology.] Just before bedtime on Sunday I started to feel a bit of a…
It’s Friday Eve and my foster daughter had a visit with her mum meaning I was on my own for dinner with plenty of time…
I think that one of the worst things about the life of an expat or repat is dealing with food let-downs. Or is that just…
It’s another list day. Yay! Today’s list is 10 things I’ve not done in more than a year but that I am going to work…
A few weeks after we got married, Paul asked me* to make rice pudding. I’d never made it before but found an American recipe and…
One of the many tests my doctor ran as part of my annual exam last week was a vitamin D screening. She was worried that…
Bob and Dave* are my kidneys. Bob to my left; Dave to my right. Both are riddled with cysts and are considerably larger than normal…