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So Many Daydreams, So Little Time

I think I was always meant to live abroad. As I stand in my kitchen in Mexico, making a meat sauce for tonight’s pasta dinner, I’m listening to a Parisian playlist I found on YouTube. It’s a mix of flavors and I love it. It conjures up so many daydreams of living abroad… I imagine living in Paris. I wake up and drink coffee on my veranda, finishing a piece I’m currently writing. Maybe I take a cooking class. And...

Missing Christmas: A Downside of Being an Expat

There were so many details and procedures and considerations to think about when we were moving for the Dominican Republic to Mexico. But one of my top concerns was Christmas and if we’d make it home. Throughout our 6 years in DR, we went home for the holidays every year. I’ve never missed the holidays at home. Not a single one. Ever. (Did I mention I’m 3 years shy of being 40 And since my kids were born, they haven’t...

SnapShots // La Catrina Festival in Guanajuato & Falling in Love

  Fresh off the heels of Halloween, we made our way to La Catrina Festival in Guanajuato this last weekend. Four days. Everything Catrina. Who is Catrina, you might ask? Well, along with tequila and Mariachi, La Catrina is Mexican cultures’ most recognizable icon; she’s a big deal here and going to the festival felt a bit like being injected straight into the vein of Mexico.   And no one internalized it more than Daughter. The first event on Saturday didn’t...

How to Make New Friends: 8 Ways to Put Yourself Out There

How f*cking hard is it to make new friends? I mean, other than college where a lifelong friendship can be forged over your love of Dave Matthews and cheap beer, making new friends could be really intimidating. Watching my child walk away from the playground with his head hung low is a reminder of that. Friends with teenagers talk about it and say the same thing. And most adults would agree. Walking up to a group of kids at the playground...

Notes from a Local Scene ⎢⫸⩥⎢ A Tour of PALCCO

I’ll be honest. Of the traveling type, I’m a pretty lazy art culture traveler. Tell me about a bar or restaurant with the best taco al pastor or a great live band and I’m there. Mention a beach with a fish shack and legit piña coladas and I’ll be there before the sun comes up. But tell me about a museum or gallery or exhibit that I should check out and I’m probably flaking. Hey, we each have our style....

When the Past Punches You in the Heart

For any of you that have moved, you know there is the whole rainbow of emotions that comes with relocating and I knew our move to Mexico would include every f*cking color. I anticipated tears and emotional discord as we took down our life in the Dominican Republic and rebuilt it in Mexico. We knew with certainty that we’d be bleeding money these first few months of settling in. I assumed the kids would be shy and unsure of new friendships...

Coffee Talks: No Need to Worry… Mommy is Just Ugly Crying

What’s the first thing you do when you feel like you’re going to cry in front of your kids? You leave the room, right? What’s the first thing you do when your kid gets hurt? Pick them up and say, “Now, now. It’s ok. I’m here. Don’t cry.” We spend a lot of time trying to avoid tears from our kids and a lot of time hiding our own. And maybe we shouldn’t. I’ve been on an emotional seesaw the last couple...

Insider Results To Help You Decide Where to Live (and Not Live) Abroad

It seems like a super scary decision to leave what you know behind and move to a place you know nothing about. But Internations, an expat connecting website, has taken some of the fear off. They ran a survey to find results for the worst and best countries for expats* and asked this main question: HOW SATISFIED ARE YOU WItH LIFE ABROAD IN GENERAL? From here, they gathered information from more than 14,000 respondents representing 174 nationalities and 191 countries or territories about moving, living,...

These 3 Lip Sync Battle Videos Explain Why It’s the Best Party of the Year

Imagine 15 mini surprise parties of hearty laughter and unadultered hollering. An evening of, willfully and gleefully, having no idea what to expect next… that’s Lip Sync. On an open air rooftop of Santo Domingo this past Friday night, the wind was howling and the sky was cloudy. If we were pirates on the high seas, I’d be worried. But the performers of our 4th Lip Sync Battle Party were on fire… if fire was doused with gasoline and then an explosive was thrown in....

(A Reveal) and Our next Move Abroad Is – Drumroll Please…

When I announced that we had to make the heartbreaking decision to leave the Dominican Republic, the outpour on Facebook was overwhelming. I had to read the comments in doses because the comments were so raw and loving that I cried after every one – and like an ugly cry, not an Emma Stone Oscar cry. Many of you had lots of questions and wanted to know where we were going. We had nothing to tell. No ideas. Nada. There were lots of...