Author: JulieD

My crazy sister (TM) is doing her midnight marathon as I type. She’s posting from her cell phone as she goes (it’s surprisingly light in Edinburgh near midnight in the summer)

I’ve just been to see Tommy Emmanuel, Australian guitarist extraordinaire, for the second time in my life. Wow! I cannot recommend strongly enough that if you ever get the chance to see him, even if you think you have no interest in a guitar player, do not pass it up. Going to see him is… Continue reading Follow the Passion

Sometimes I get weighed down reading about other people’s lives in blogs. Sometimes I just keep clicking and linking and reading and I surface hours later wondering what happened. And then there are blogs I read that inspire me to write funny and witty stories about my life and experience and post them here. Since… Continue reading Reading Other People's Blogs

We’re watching the US coverage of the World Cup (“the WORld Cup”). Let me just say “Blah blah blah bla-BLAH blah blah”. They cannot shut up. Even after all these years in the country it’s funny the things that surprise you. Watching baseball with the endless jabber and spewing of statistics seems normal, right, even.… Continue reading World Cup Coverage

OK, this is a blatant appeal for support. My crazy sister () is weeks away from speedwalking a marathon at midnight. As you do… Anyway, you can give her and the Breast Cancer charity she rode in on, some monetary cheerleading here: https://www.bmycharity.com/V2/fifona UK tax payers can add an free 28p to every pound just… Continue reading Sponsor My Sister

Men lack a self-preservation instinct sometimes…

There are lots of good and worthy reasons to breastfeed, scientifically researched and mother-tested. You can read them in any sane book on motherhood and find many more at the La Leche League site. Then there are my reasons for using my own milk: 1. I always take my boobs with me where ever I… Continue reading Why I Breastfeed My Babies

Hordes of teenage boys surged past and I realised that I had picked a bench near the scariest ride at the amusement park — possibly not the most private spot in the world to breastfeed. But the baby was cranky and my boobs were tingling, so down I sat. Even second baby around, I still… Continue reading Chocolate Milk — Breastfeeding At Hershey Park