Yesterday hardly felt like a Monday morning. It felt more like a Sunday morning and I should still have had plenty of time to drink my coffee, work on my novel and get the day going. But no, my alarm did not go off accidentally yesterday morning. I think part…
During my years in Texas, we had the most awesome thunderstorms. Seriously. The best. The thunder would be so loud and so powerful the walls shook, and there would be these brilliant, flashing patterns lighting up the sky for only seconds at a time. And sometimes the power would go…
The other weekend I attended another festival in DC, this time the Fiesta Asia. And of course, when I mentioned that I planned to check it out, friends wondered if Fiesta was a word in any Asian language (no, I don’t think it is). But it was fun, regardless of…
What is it about water? Why is it that when you’re next to a large body of water, it all seems to slow down. Take this weekend, for instance. After breakfast and coffee in Georgetown, I decided to walk down to the waterfront (I’d debated this as I finished my…
I’ve written before about my new interest in ballroom dancing, particularly tango. Tango has long held a fascination for me, and if you’ve seen it, then maybe for you as well. It’s a very strong, but yet still romantic dance. And then you hear about those places in Argentina where…
This weekend I had the unique experience of rooting for the opposing team. It was the first time I’d been to a sporting event where the team I preferred was playing and was the visiting team. Granted, most of the sporting events I’ve been to in DC have been hockey…