Thursday was my mother-in-law's best friend’s birthday, and I was graciously invited to a ‘lunch party’ at Trish’s home. Now, as much as I like Trish (and I really do) I knew better than to accept such an invitation. I have attended one or tw...

“What do you think?” I’m sure these are the four most terrifying words that I can say to my husband. You see, when a writer asks a loved one for an opinion, there are two possible things she means – 1) I’m feeling insecure about thi...

This past week, my husband pointed out that this blog doesn’t exactly give the impression that I’m loving life here in Africa. I started to protest before realizing that he could have a point – the in-law angst, the driving drama, the lost in t...