I mean, I could probably open another Tumblr and start musing about paganosity there, but this place already exists. So I'll do it here instead ( Read more... )

My grandmother has decided that I am Alexia ( Read more... )

A few months ago, Mark came to Publix with me on a quick grocery run, and had to find a little patience when we made it to the international aisle. I love the Publix international aisle: it's really well stocked for a general-American grocer. Easy source of Mirin, too, which is why we were there that day. So I snagged a bottle, yeah. And then I ( Read more... )

On Sundays after church, my mom and aunts and and grandparents all gather (usually at Aunt Amy's) for lunch. Amy's daughter was in visiting for Independence Day with her husband and kids, this past weekend, so naturally the family started leaning on me to come up with Mark. No Dae this year, sorry guys; his Da has a prior claim ( Read more... )

"Hey could you be the one to do this very important thing on the phone please ( Read more... )

"Here," my mom says, shortly after we got our bags in from the car. She hands me a small, sleek jewellery box and backs away. "Your aunt says this is a gift in thanks for helping at her wedding and asks that you wear this tomorrow ( Read more... )

Went back to my mom's last weekend to sing Irish-ish tunes to her OES ladies and have dinner with a dear friend ( Read more... )

The Awesome:* I forgot my key to Mom's house, so I crashed with Aunt Amy. This classifies as a good thing for a host of reasons. Being at Auntie's put me less than a quarter of a mile away from my grandparents' place, making it nearly impossible for me to be late to pick Grandda up. Being at Auntie's gave me good, supportive human company who ( Read more... )