Grit(s)

Grit(s)

Grit. Add an "s" and it transforms into a wonderful, Southern breakfast side dish, best served with a lump of butter (never margarine), a sprinkling of salt and crushed pepper, and a smattering of crumbled bacon in every bite; and cheese, cheese is always...

fraidy cat

fraidy cat

Every time I walk out of my front door alone, I am afraid. It's not that I fear for my safety, nothing like that.  Leaving my little apartment, the one place I know in a foreign country, means journeying among the unknown. It's uncomfortable. It's...

(Dis)orientation

(Dis)orientation

“Not necessarily better or worse,just different.”~ me It’s Valentine’s Day. It’s Valentine’s Day, but it doesn’t f e e l like Valentine’s Day, and in fact, little feels like it always has.  Gone is routine. ...

Flighty*

Flighty*

Both our 1½ hour flight to Charlotte and our 8½ flight to Munich were uneventful, the way all flights should be.  Thankfully, there were no snakes on the plane. This, I also know:  I like Lufthansa.  Even in Coach, the seating was comfortable and...

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