“Are they flogging?” “What?” “That smell. Are they flogging for the bugs, like they did in Indonesia?” I question my husband. “You mean fogging” he replies, his face giving away that he finds my slip-up entertaining, “and no, that’s not…
Settling Into a New Country. Week One in Congo.
One of my best friends is a mom of five amazing kids. When I had my first daughter she gave me some very sage advise to help my marriage. She suggested that while we had a newborn my husband and…
The Homecoming & The Leaving
“You’re kids are so special.” “Excuse me?” I spin around in my seat to see who is talking to me. An older man, who is up out of his seat on the way to the airplane washroom, has made a…
Why 16 Suitcases? My Expat-Life Travelling Dilemma
If you’ve been following along with my Facebook posts, you may have noticed that our family was travelling with 16 suitcases this summer. Actually, most are plastic rubbermaid bins because they hold more. A few people have messaged me over…
What The Tragically Hip Means to This Canadian
Yesterday on my Facebook page I made a comment about how so many Canadians would be in front of their televisions watching The Tragically Hip. A non-Canadian friend asked me to clarify and maybe write a blog post about…
Tuesday’s Traveller- Parting
Tuesday’s Traveller Parting- By: Kimberly Tremblay I don’t know if it is normal to worry about death as much as I do… but I do. I worry about what would happen if my husband died, one of my children, my…
Calgary Stampede-So We Meet Again
That was me: young, a bit wild, and not a care in the world. Back then, Calgary Stampede was like my Christmas. It came once a year and it was more fun than one could possibly imagine. For 10 days…
Loving Lombok
What a difference six years makes. Six years ago I was on this same beach, with my husband of one week. We lived in Canada; I was an assistant principal, him a geologist, and we were on the trip of…
Tuesday’s Traveller- Treading Water in an Ocean of Poverty
Treading Water in an Ocean of Poverty By: Gabrielle Yetter Her smile still haunts me. Two teeth in a wrinkled, brown face in a body bent double from years of working in the rice fields. Leaning on a wooden stick,…
Instilling Canadiana
You may have read my post about raising ‘Third Culture Kids’ and how, in my opinion, there are some amazing things and some not so amazing things that come with this lifestyle. We try and roll with the adventure and…