Writing Wednesday: The Non-Social Butterfly
It’s time for a little confession. I know my blog makes it seem like I lead a very glamorous life but the truth is, I’m not…
It’s time for a little confession. I know my blog makes it seem like I lead a very glamorous life but the truth is, I’m not…
Let’s get a few things straight. First off, Oxford University is not in London. Oxford is in Oxford, approximately 60 miles northwest of the United Kingdom’s…
Well folks, I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news. Not they’ve-decided-to-stop-producing-fair-trade-chocolate bad news, or even I’ve-decided-to-join-a-commune-and-go-off-the-grid bad news but bad news nonetheless. You might have noticed…
You want to know the real reason I love to travel? Sure, I’m into museums and history and discovering that my way of doing things isn’t…
As promised, here is the story of my stickiest situation. (Click here if you missed yesterday’s post but would still like your chance to win one…
Okay, I know I just finished writing “enough is enough” (and subsequently cancelling all of my online dating subscriptions) but my little “breakthrough” took place after…
About a week and a half ago, I woke up at 5:00am and found myself consumed—oddly enough—by both terror and hope. Why? Well, naturally, I blame…
There comes a time in every relationship when it becomes advisable—even necessary—to commence the use of terms of endearment. I’ve answered to everything from “darling” to…
I’ve been getting quite a few questions about my little experiment, although seeing as I’m gearing up for my fourteenth first date since the beginning of…
You know you’ve gone a bit too public with your love life when a family friend pulls a hamburger off the grill on Labor Day and…
Cambridge, on a sunny summer’s day, is enough to make me forget about every American institution I’ve ever considered. It doesn’t help that today is commencement at…
Of course, the novelty of rain may wear off once I’m back in the UK but that’s a risk I’m more than happy to take.