MissMeliss | December 29, 2007
Adrian Monk, fictional San Francisco detective with severe OCD, had my deepest sympathies while I was in Baja. Oh, I loved being there, but the public toilet facilities in Mexico – at least in that part – lack things like cleanliness and toilet paper. I often found myself wishing for wipes, before entering rooms. Not [...]
MissMeliss | December 29, 2007
Beach Magic has made me the only person ever (I am certain) to come home from vacation having LOST weight, despite eating chocolate and coconut shrimp and all sorts of luxurious, delicious, bad-for-you foods. We won’t even talk about the cream of green chili soup. Much. Seriously, ten days in Mexico was somewhat akin to [...]
MissMeliss | December 29, 2007
…with living in a foreign country is that things that should be easy, like getting term life insurance quotes, become more difficult. On Wednesday, my parents’ home insurance agent called to ask them to renew, and told them their policy had lapsed ten days before, even though he’d promised not to let that happen. I [...]
MissMeliss | December 29, 2007
Sitting in LAX last night, sipping a mocha frapp between planes, and taking a moment to catch my breath, I read a blog comment from my mother, and an email from her as well. I miss her already. The bond between mothers and daughters is an interesting one, rather like an elastic band. You stretch [...]
MissMeliss | December 29, 2007
Sitting in LAX last night, sipping a mocha frapp between planes, and taking a moment to catch my breath, I read a blog comment from my mother, and an email from her as well. I miss her already. The bond between mothers and daughters is an interesting one, rather like an elastic band. You stretch [...]
MissMeliss | December 29, 2007
Here’s how I spent my day: Up at four – couldn’t sleep. Tried to sleep. Didn’t work. Gave up on sleep at five. Packed. Showered. Woke Fuzzy. Had coffee and a bagel with mom and Ira. Arrived at La Paz airport @ 12:30 for 2:30 flight. We were in line behind a blonde woman with [...]
Ink and paper are sometimes passionate lovers, oftentimes brother and sister, and occasionally mortal enemies.
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