It has been a while since I have been able to actually sit down and write a blog post. This past month has just been crazy in itself, with three consecutive trips and my university gala. I am certainly not complaining. Val de Loire was a beautiful, countryside escape, Milan was my doorway into Italy, a country I was already in love with but now even more, and Germany was a fun weekend away with friends I had not seen in years. Before I get into my posts about my trips and all the seriousness, I thought maybe I could do a quick little post about things you probably do not know about me. Continue reading “18 Things You Might Not Know About Kikalavil”
Alarm goes off. Snooze. Alarm goes off again. Snooze. Alarm goes off a THIRD time. Snooze. This is me in the morning. I HATE mornings, but I love morning classes. Continue reading “Back to the Routine”
I have come to the conclusion that there are two things in this world that bring me bad luck: 7’s and the month of March. Continue reading “6 Things That 2017 Has Already Taught Me”
I’ve always found the idea of New Year’s resolution kind of idiotic. Time is just this idea made up by man, and if we truly want to change, why wait for the 1st of January instead of starting right away? Continue reading “New Year, New Blog, “New Me”: Welcome”
You have no idea how much I love coming to pick you girls up from school and see little L running down the stairs to come and give me a hug, seeing A come out and giving a shy smile. I love walking hand in hand, talking about the day and learning new words with you. Continue reading “Enfants: A Letter to the Girls I Babysit”
A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life.
It’s been a while since I have taken blogging seriously, since I have checked up on other blogs and followers, wanting to keep up with them. Continue reading “Defining Home”
Christmas is rolling around again, and Paris is beautiful. Its streets are glowing, people are bundled up and drinking mulled wine and laughter is hanging around. I love Christmas. I love how everything just sparkles. Even on those blue days, those sparkles can help cheer me somewhat. Continue reading “Those French Changes “