If you had asked me a year ago to define my Fitness Identity, I would have laughed and asked if you wanted another glass of wine ( Read more... )

The scene: The house, this morning. PATOOT is in the midst of a (mostly) non-violent protest against getting ready for, and going to, school ( Read more... )

The scene: At home. ESPOSO and I are discussing PATOOT's pets ( Read more... )

The scene: Our house, this morning. It is PATOOT's first day of first grade, so naturally I am fussing over her ( Read more... )

The scene: Work. I have just read an article about the Esposo's favorite baseball team, the Mets, that I found amusing. I emailed him about it ( Read more... )

The estimated drive time between Mérida and Tarragona, Spain is a little over nine hours. Ten if you stop once and get lost in the city...a few times. It's a long road trip on its own, never mind sandwiched in the middle of a trip that's already been full of arduously long travel experiences. The driver was bound to crack eventually ( Read more... )

Scene One: A hotel room in Mérida, Spain. It is morning ( Read more... )

*** And now, as promised, Mostly Irish's first ever Guest Post, graciously provided by the Esposo (aka Dann Russo). Please to enjoy ( Read more... )

On the way to our next ancient Roman destination, we decided to make a pit-stop. In another country ( Read more... )

I will admit: I did not want to drive another hour and a half to meet up with the Esposo's old high school friend at first ( Read more... )