Expat Life, Home

Cinderella

Cinderelly, Cinderelly, night and day it’s Cinderelly! Come on that key is totally the one that Gus Gus could barely get up the stairs. And speaking of stairs… And manual labor… What I’m getting at is I’m basically Cinderella now, see we even have a fireplace. And, of course my prince, haha. It’s been one… Read More Cinderella

Expat Life, Sports

Sports

Back home sports mainly consist of baseball, basketball, hockey, and FOOTBALL. Yes, I capitalized that to emphasize the importance. Over here, soccer is king along with rugby and golf. Then there is a whole slew of sports like cricket, still unsure of it’s purpose and the distinction between Pinocchio’s little friend and it’s weird similarities to… Read More Sports

Expat Life, St. Andrews

Beaches

Don’t worry I’m not going to break out into a Bette Midler medley. This is about the beautiful sandy beaches of St. Andrews. Now while walking on them I might have to wear jeans, a sweater, socks, a hat….you get the idea 🙂 But they sure are pretty. And I’m not thinking of or stalking pics… Read More Beaches

Expat Life, St. Andrews

Pub Race

I am writing this a little hungover, hey just being honest, because I spent last night pub racing around St. A. Yes, in Scotland you apparently Pub Race, not Pub Crawl. Basically, you see how many places you can go to in one night and how fast you can drink while there. They love to do… Read More Pub Race

Expat Life, Sports

The Open Part II

Trust me I never thought I would write a two part blog post on The Open. But, I have left the most exciting part for this post. During my 12 hour days of smiling (because smiling is my favorite), something magical happened. On Thursday, a man with sunglasses, a hat and a hoodie walked in with… Read More The Open Part II

Expat Life, Sports, St. Andrews

The Open

It’s been a long, exhausting week and all the while I got to wear this special little number. Just check out my awesome polo and golf pants. Like my sweater? Yep, I wore that the entire week. In July. Never got hot either. Not once. Sorry no pics of me actually in it. Just no.… Read More The Open

Expat Life, Scotland

Hunting

I’m scared of my own shadow most of the time and did any of you read “The Great Outdoors”, I’m not exactly an outdoorsy type of girl. So I obviously don’t mean bambi hunting, but job hunting. My day consists of stalking recruitment firms in hope they will give in and meet me, so they… Read More Hunting