Guess what? I’ve gotten so famous that I’ve been asked to review books!
Translation: book needs free publicity and I’m a sucker for historical fiction. Especially for time periods and cultures I don’t know much about. The best historical authors spin information, entertainment, and angst into a yarn that is pure magic. Continue reading West Meets an Eastern Novel (#117)
Today is my website’s one year anniversary!
I’m amazed that I’ve been blogging for an entire year.
I’m beyond amazed that my blog averages four hundred human hits daily (though this is small potatoes to some bloggers, I remember when twenty hits was a good day).
I’m not really amazed that many of those hits come from porn-seekers.
A sincere thank you to all the readers who weren’t looking for porn.
A special thank you to all those readers who were looking for porn and decided to read on anyway. Continue reading When East Dates West: 1 Year Anniversary Post (#116)
About three years before I met Andy, it was A Very Bad Year for Dating. My boyfriends were:
The Cheater
Broody, Moody, Emotionally Unavailable Dude
Sometimes, you just have years like that. Continue reading Black Valentine (#115)
Early one February, Andy asked if I want to go to dim sum with his aunt, uncle, and cousins on the weekend.
I said, “So long as you don’t make fun of me for not eating the chicken feet.”
“But they’re so good! And you won’t even try them!”
I shuddered. “It’s the toenails. If you have to spit out toenails, you cannot pretend you’re not eating another creature’s feet.” Continue reading When Lions Eat Lettuce (#114)
Andy is not the most outgoing guy on the planet. He’s perfectly polite and even warm if you greet him, but he will not go out of his way to meet you. Andy had lived in his townhouse for about 5 years before I moved in and we got married. He said hello to exactly one neighbor. Continue reading Neighbors (#113)