Category: family

Another Italian Holiday!

Hello, my lovelies! Yes, it has been, like, FOREVER since Mother Hen has updated her diaries, but here I am! HH and I have recently returned from a wonderful 5-day getaway to my posto preferito, bella Italia! Ok, sure, it was too cool to swim in the Med, […]

Blame It All on the Sunrise

How to photograph the perfect sunrise and still manage to ruin your day: Lock your spare house key inside house. Go to driveway and start your car with keyless entry fob. Decide sunrise is too pretty to let pass undocumented. Get out of car to photograph sunrise with iPhone, keys […]

My Inner Comedienne’s Death by Budget

I find my Inner Comedienne laid out in mortuary fashion atop my toothbrush, holding a sad plastic lily in her hands. Each of her closed eyelids is painted with a comedic “x”, by which I deduce she is either sleeping or dead. It’s late, and, to be quite honest, I haven’t seen her […]

The Cold Side of the Pillow

I wake to find HH firmly buried under his pillow. Before you ask, I must assure you I did NOT place it over his face, on account of him being worth much more to me alive than dead. “Babe,” I ask, “you ok?” He mutters something unintelligible, but […]

The Bottom of the Holiday Cup

Well, here we are, reaching the bottom of our proverbial holiday cup, already mentally making the move from two weeks of Italian winter sun back to the short, gray, drizzly days of a British January. Not that I’m complaining – we’ve had a wonderful time skiing, hiking and […]