Well, we have survived our first week in Singapore, maybe by the skin of our teeth. This past Friday, Jon & I jovially took the kids to a food court to get some dinner.  I opted for a banh mi, a relatively safe option.  It’s a vietnamese sandwich I’ve eaten many times in the past:…

serenity now 

I have arrived on this soil knowing I’m a guest here, and lucky to be. I don’t expect or want anyone to cater to me. I don’t want to wave my American flag and claim that our way is the better way.  I want to be a student here, and understand the culture. I want…

mole people

We don’t have any food in our fridge at the moment.  With the continental breakfast downstairs, and surrounded on four sides by amazing asian food courts, we havent done the due diligence to put any food in our house.  This morning Jon woke up sick, and I remembered they dont serve breakfast here on the…

so dang tired.

This is my first post since leaving the u.s. and it probably makes sense that I’m way too tired and overwhelmed to say anything insightful or amazing.  I will say that I think 23 cumulative hours on planes with a 4 yr old & 11 month old is FAR EASIER than everything that led up to our…

behind the scenes

Before things change back to fun, fresh, and exciting, I’d like to take just one moment to be honest. Like ugly crying honest. It’s like my last post never even happened, the one where I was all cool and confident that this moving thing would be a-OK. I’ve been finding myself crying on the floor at…

warp speed

Jon jumped into his new life as an international businessman, and jetted off to singapore this past friday night.  The kiddies and I are kicking it at the homestead for eight days, trying to wrap up things at the house, spend time with people, get organized, and just stay calm.  Considering the length of my…

random thoughts

The OCD monster within me is going crazy at the ever-growing pile of orphan socks in this family, every time I do a load of laundry. Seriously, where do they GO???? So screw you, laundry gods. I’m moving to a place where we’ll never wear socks again.  Estimated time of departure: 23ish days.  Small chance…

Getting real

Our immigration papers cleared the other night. That means we’ll probably buy our plane tickets out of Dodge early next week, for the end of January most likely.  Jon leaves in a week for a conference out there, and to run the gamut with our housing agent to narrow down the field of neighborhoods and…

lip sweat.

During my nightly research to mentally prepare for this nutburgers transition we are about to make, I came across a cleverly-written blog that really articulated the heatwave we are running straight towards. “It’s hot. This almost should be considered an obvious fact when you consider the country’s placement one degree off the Equator, but it’s…

hurry up and wait

If I told someone standing in my house that we are moving across the world in 36ish days, they just might have a heart attack on my behalf. Because save for an enormous pile of clothes on my living room floor (it’s sorted into piles only I can distinguish…give away, storage, and taking with us),…

setting the scene

Okay, I’m not sure what kind of mental images went through your mind when I said Singapore, but if you’re anything like me (and I hope that I know a few things about what’s what in the world)….this is the image that flashed before my eyes when Jon told me about all of this that fateful…

the beginning

“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.” So, I’m freaking out a little bit.  We have wheels in motion to move our little family of four (five?  will our cat come…