About

My URL to the contrary, this isn’t a travel blog. And despite the existence of my wee daughter Margaret, it isn’t a mommy blog either. It’s just us, doing a lot of traveling and moving around and just living life as fully–and sarcastically–as possible.  We travel as often as we can, and try to get weird feathers in our cap.  Example: we have seriously considered dropping a month’s rent on a one-day helicopter tour of Ni’hau.  Where’s Ni’hau? Exactly.

This blog originated as a way to keep in touch with far-flung family and friends and evolved into a virtual diary of our comings and goings. We started in Maine (me) and Florida (Tom), met/went to school/married in the DC metro area, and moved to Hawaii in 2008.  We spent three wonderful years marinating in sunshine and Kona Longboard, had ourselves a baby (Margaret Kelley), and then when our time was up Tom took a job in Northern England. We traded flip flops for wool socks and went and had ourselves another baby (Moira Autumn), who was born in our rental house.

We do believe we’ll get the security deposit back.

As I’ve written more and more articles, I thought it might be time to get a grown-up domain and start to make this all look like I know what I’m doing.  I’ll let you know if that actually works.

We’re kinda green, but not hippies; we’re kinda liberal but tend towards pragmatism. We’re cloth-diapering homemade baby food making nutters, yet I love a cold Diet Coke and a hot sleeve of McDonald’s French fries.

Neither of us speak a foreign language despite living abroad because our auditory systems hate us.

Anything else you should know about us?

• I didn’t eat lasagna until I was almost old enough to vote
• We had an interfaith marriage until Tom bought his first Macbook in Oct. 2007.  Five times a day we turn toward Cupertino and bow.
• Tom and I wore red and black (him) and red and white (me) checkerboard Vans at our wedding
• I have an unhealthy addiction to truly bad pop music.
• We’re going to homeschool our girls, which means I’m staying home with them for the duration. It’s a weird thing to process.

In short: eat your vegetables and be nice to people in a position to upgrade your airplane seat. Actually, be nice to everyone.