Wannabe Rednecks

We may live and work in an altruistic hippy dippy summer camp for children—in Mendocino County, where it’s totally normal to order a hemp latte—however one hour in the opposite direction is Willits, a small town described on a large sign as The Gateway to the Redwoods. It’s also the gateway to another fine specimen … More Wannabe Rednecks

It’s With Great Reluctance I Admit I Am Not Mrs Incredible.

I always thought that in life and death situations I would do amazing feats; lift cars off small children, run through burning buildings, pole-vault to save strangers. Like Mrs Incredible. This sense has heightened since we moved to the woods because our neighbours are a little wild: scorpions, bears, bastard deer ticks, snakes, poisonous plants … More It’s With Great Reluctance I Admit I Am Not Mrs Incredible.

Anniversary Dates. Always Disastrous.

Anniversary Dates have so much pressure on them to be incredibly, stupendously romantic they often implode. A girlfriend told me recently, “I have cried more on anniversary dates than I have kissed!”. Usually, she said, out of sheer disappointment because she built up expectations so high no one human being could possibly fulfill them. Guilty. … More Anniversary Dates. Always Disastrous.

14 Uncomfortable Things To Know About Moving Countries With Young Children

Advice lists are annoying. I never read them. Or guidebooks, instruction manuals and tags about how to wash clothes. I never read anything about moving a young family across continents because I am the kind of person that doesn’t want to know and then, when I’m in the thick of it, wonder why on earth … More 14 Uncomfortable Things To Know About Moving Countries With Young Children