Saturday morning found us awake bright and early so that we could scoff down some leftover rolls before heading out with MM and their eldest daughter to feed the wild mustangs. It was a cloudy day with occasionally sprinkles, but thank goodness the rain held off until we were safely back at the Lodge.  These gorgeous views were from our bedroom door, which overlooks the wrap-around deck, by the way. We separated into two trucks with Ashely, Dani, my Mom and I as MM’s passengers and everyone else with their 12 year old daughter in the brand new F-150.  Yeah,…

  As I mentioned before, after dinner everyone pitched in a hand to help clean up.  Except me, of course, because I was busy being annoying and taking pictures of it.  Charlie also snuck his way back inside, skunk-smelling and all.  We’d already eaten, so who cares, right! Did I already mention how in love I am with this kitchen?  I’d followed the whole Lodge re-do, but I literally gasped out loud when I walked in to its magnificence.  Ahh-may-zing. Gratuitous Charlie pictures warning!  He was definitely the celebrity of the weekend.  And it may not look like it with…

Alright, so I wasn’t serious about putting up 34 separate posts, but since I really need to get my behind to bed, here are just a few from supper the first night.  Once we ‘landed’ so to speak, we met Ree and her lovely eldest daughter who had been cooking and re-cooking our meal all night, trying to keep things warm for us.  They showed us to our gorgeous, amazing, hotel-like rooms and I had approx. 2.4 seconds to snap a quick shot before we ran back out to enjoy a delicious feast and shyly tell our entire life stories…

Our long journey began in an airport in Paris in the 1940s: just two women, alone save for a hoard of pastry, facing the beginning of a dusty road to the very far west. That’s a ‘Get Smart’ style Russian walkie talkie, not a cell phone Our spirits were high, though the miles before us were long, and the warm sun greeted us cheerfully from behind the industrial plate-glass. It being Paris in the 40s and all, I am exclaiming something to the effect of ‘Ooh la la, sacre bleu! Je suis une bibliotheque chevre au vin!’  Basically I was…

Hey guys!  I’ve snuck onto the computer at the Lodge to blog under the super secretive magical Oklahoma atmosphere that makes everyone out here incredibly fun, wonderful, and witty!  My mom and I are having so much fun with all the other girls here, Ree has been spoiling us rotten with food to-DIE-for and views of the amazing countryside.  The Lodge is even more gorgeous in person and the beds are incredibly comfy!  I think everyone else is napping while I sneak on to indulge my addiction.  I would post a pic or two but I don’t see a card reader……

A project I have been wanting to do for a loooooong time was to finally put all our travel photos up in one place… over time I put various trips up on various websites and that’s all fine, but I want a place where I can leave them as large as I want, and write stories about what was happening in each one if I felt like it… So finally I settled on the brilliant idea about making a new blog for my old travels. Yey. Now just comes the actual doing… That’s what this picture is from, I’m going…

Long, long ago back when I was studying in London (for the second time), a little gift from above happened along my path. It was known as Gü and could be found in the refrigerated desserts aisle at Waitrose. Mmm.While I had a meal plan Regents College, Alex lived in an apartment a few streets away and lived like a normal Londoner, going to the grocery store every day or two. There was this nice little Waitrose around the corner, down Marleybone High Street, that we would shop at. They have *the* most amazing Chicken Tikka Masala in the world…

An image of the towers of Canterbury Cathedral in England, taken in 2006 on a day trip to Canterbury from London. The sky had a beautiful, enchanted cloudy pattern that contrasted with the mysterious, ancient spires of the cathedral.