When is the next holiday break?
In a maddening (“maddening”) situation of “someone has to do it,” I spent half of January on the island of Curacao (Dutch Antilles, not Cuba, etc). Mister Freckle and I thought it was a nice half way meeting point between the US and the Netherlands, the amazing island itself came later into the decision.
One nice thing about living in Europe is that you can be in another country in less than two hours, airplane not even necessary. For the weekend, I train-traveled around Belgium.
It may surprise you, but Ireland comes in more colors than green, blue, and gray.
P-Mag is back! Finding out I would be the first post of the new year felt like kind of an honor. Our winter break felt longer than it was. I think this perception is due to my work being overloaded during the holiday season. Working in the retail business is no cakewalk during the holiday […]
The holidays are almost upon us. We get to have joyous or unjoyous family experiences. It’s no secret that I love the holidays. I love traditions. What a better way to send us off then talking about holiday traditions?
Sleepy Hollow is not only my new favorite show of the season but my new favorite show in a long time. The cast is fantastic, the writing is engaging if breathless, the effects are creepy, and the stories are fun, weird, and off the wall. The writers play fast and loose with American history while […]
Oh yes, that particular, cruel fate. It gives me feels.
The holidays are a time for family, friends, fun, and. . . hazy traditions. Wassail is a drink or a time to party or something right? Dating back to Ye Olden Days? Or is it something more?
During the Thanksgiving through Christmas onslaught of eating, I sometimes become more motivated to cook foods that I normally would not be able to eat. I’ve been lactose intolerant since age 15, and though lactase supplements help with some foods, other rich treats overpower the capabilities of those little white pills. Pumpkin pie is usually […]
In the Netherlands, they celebrate Sinterklaas on December fifth, and every year there are critics about Zwarte Piet (Black Pete). When the international media picks it up, the Dutch are painted as Most Racist Ever. I hope I can explain the Dutch stance on this subject a little.
I mean, how awkward do those dinner times get?
Father’s Day is this Sunday, and I am left with the memory of all the cards I sent late, or the phone calls made when I forgot a card entirely. I am left with the knowledge that I never knew which holiday would be the last.
It’s almost over, kittens.
Y’all, I have had too many Cadbury eggs, and too much haroset, and if you can believe it, a little too much of this holiday in general. Let me explain: every year, my family mashes together Easter with the Jewish holiday of Passover.