A blogworthy life?

Things I've noticed as an American living in Germany: 1. Germans take Sundays and speeding, seriously. On Sundays virtually all groc...

Seeing Teddy come back through KAF this time not wounded Some of us USO girls were at the DFAC (dining facility) on base when we saw...

Cook and serve a delicious meal. If you got that, you look like you have it ALLLLLLL together. Want to impress a potential love interest...

Like millions of Americans, I love Nicholas Sparks' books...and most of the movie adaptations.  (Let's face it A Walk to Remember ...

For me this ice bucket challenge is about my uncle.   He is bravely battling ALS right now.   I want the world to know about this debilita...

I am an extrovert.   I know; you’re shocked.   I love human interaction.   I need it to survive.   It is why I enjoyed living in a room w...

The Holocaust Museum made me want to scream as loud as I could, sob in shivers, punch a wall, and stare in disbelief.  Oddly, I did none of...

I love airports.  I had this thought tonight as I sat at Reagan National Airport volunteering at the USO there. There's fantastic peo...

I 'm coining a new psychological term: passport photo induced depression. No one, and I mean no one, should be subjected to seeing tw...

The Sound of Music is a classic.  As a child I would wear the kitchen curtain on my head, and unlike most young girls who would pretend to ...

Multiple men in my life, my friends, and my immediate and my extended family have all said the same thing to me about my “obsession” with F...