Notes from a Caffienated Cowgirl

I have been trying to maintain two blogs for several months. My first blog, Culinary Cowgirl , has been loads of fun...indulging my passion...

Expat life is so hard to explain unless you've experienced it. My best friend growing up was an expat many times over. She would tell ...

There is a section of my closet where clothes go to hide from the charity bags. I like to call it the "land of hope". Because we ...

English weather is schizophrenic. One day it is sunny, the next rainy, and then sunny again. It just can't make up it's mind. Yest...

In our house, my husband and I take turns on who gets to decorate what room. Some rooms are a joint venture, a little bit of both of us, an...

Having two older brothers guaranteed one thing for me while growing up - various cuts, scrapes and bruises covering my arms and legs at any ...

I hate snakes. There is no getting around it. Those creepy, slithery beasts hold no warm fuzzy place in my heart. Growing up in rattlesnake...