Six Months In

When you first meet someone as an adult, your brain tries to tie in this new person to existing brain schema. That’s why new people you meet so easily remind you of others you know or have seen. You find yourself turning to a mutual friend and asking, “Doesn’t so and so remind you of…”…

Separation of Church and State

It’s that time of year! End of term performances/Holiday shows. In America, we call it all sorts of things – typically very careful not to call it a Christmas show – even though that’s exactly what it is. In the good ole US of A, there shouldn’t be any overt religious favoritism at school. Every…

Edinburgh Christmas Market

Before I begin on our adventures, let me take a moment to say that Christmas is quite different here than in the states. Obviously, there’s no Thanksgiving holiday so Christmas is full force in stores from Halloween on. You’d think then that it wouldn’t be difficult to find something like wire Christmas ribbon – you…

Winter Festival and The Royal Deeside Railway

One day this week during school pick up, Brooks, Mia and I were walking to our car next to one of his little friends from class. Once they’d passed, I asked Brooks if he knew where they were from – they didn’t have Scottish accents. Brooks said, “Oh I think he’s from Scotland.” I said,…

Dearest Crady…

Our dearest Crady, Oh how we miss you! Let me count the ways… We miss your weekly visits and impromptu happy hours that sometimes turned into late night drinking and betting affairs on the contestants of The Voice. We miss your stack of Sam’s styros in our pantry and the bottle of Tito’s in our…

Dreich

It has been raining all. damn. week. I think that this weather is what Scottish people refer to as dreich – meaning dreary, gloomy, bleak, miserable, grey, depressing, devoid of sunshine…you get the point. Picking up Brooks and/or Mia from school has been an exercise in racing the rain and trying out a variety of…

Obligatory Thanksgiving Post

Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday. Thanksgiving usually meant large family get togethers, blessings that went on and on…and on – usually including tears, wine glasses that were never empty, Uncle Charlie’s seasonal boujalis, constant watch over Brooks to ensure he didn’t end up in a fire pit or the river,  hoards of really…

The Darkness

Today is darker than it was yesterday and yesterday darker than the day before that. The world lost a beautiful light this week. At 96 years old, Brett’s grandmother slipped peacefully from this world and into the next. The world is a little less bright now. All of my grandparents passed away before I graduated…

City Getaway to Edinburgh or The Trip Where the Kids Vomit

First of all, it’s Ed-in-bur-ah, not Ed-in-burg as we would say in the US. If you say it the American ways you get a lot of snickers and eye rolls. Brett says that it’s like someone saying New Or-leeeeens instead of New Or-lins or N’Awlins to a native Louisianian. For some reason it has been…

Guising and Fireworks Night

It’s been a big week of cultural experiences for the Mouton household! The kids participated in their first Guising on Wednesday night. The Christian celebration of All Saints Day on November 1st was set to coincide with the last day of the old Celtic calendar year – 31 October. It was celebrated by the Druids…