So, I don’t watch the Bachelorette, but I’d totally give July a rose, absolutely. The weather has been spectacularly moody, vacillating between angsty teenage thunderstorms and polite 70-degree afternoons and hey, as a minor coffee addict, mood swings are something I can get behind. The rain makes the sun brighter, is that how the saying
And there were tanned shoulders and chilled rose and chocolate-covered potato chips and brilliant sunsets and fistfuls of blackberries and sandy beach blankets and long, good chats in the most perfectly mild 70-degree evenings and Calgon, take me away.
So. If you ever find yourself in that neck of the woods, here’s what you should do:
Find out what souvenirs I picked up in Singapore!
We leave Singapore super early tomorrow morning and I’m already in a bit of mourning. I’ll be popping in later this week to share more, but for now, enjoy a few Instagram photos from our trek thus far…
Here’s what to pack for an overseas adventure in Singapore.
Last week, we had one of those magical days together – all three of us. “All three of us” generally doesn’t happen often, because Ken and I are still in the parenting phase where our ships pass each other through the night – both of us worn from the rocky waters of toddler (ir)rationalizations. Our
The itch began innocently enough with a series of gut pings – the precise way my biggest decisions often do. A trip overseas (ping), an e-friend and former expat’s book release (ping), an invite to Singapore and Amsterdam this year (ping, ping), a slow trickle of friends shifting across the pond for work and play