I have been a single, working parent for the past two weeks. I suppose if I had to be a single, working mother in any country, Thailand is where I’d want to be.

I spend a lot of time these days thinking about water. Water that I always took for granted until it was no longer there.

Moving To Thailand | Seven Months Already There has been a wall of silence from my end, and I am so sorry for those who have been desperately waiting for my next blog post.  It’s not that we haven’t had a lot going on here.  Quite the contrary, in fact.  The main reason for not [...]

If you haven’t figured it out by this point, I’ll say it clearly: I love food. I love all kinds of food, every type of cuisine and nearly all types of meat, fish, fowl, fruits and vegetables. Never to be labeled a picky eater, I will try everything at least once. Paul goes out of his way sometimes to challenge me with my self-imposed motto. Recently he steered me towards some fried insects at the local night market, and I sadly admit that I turned down his offer.

We are fast approaching the one month mark for our new lives in Thailand, and when it feels like we aren’t making as much progress as I’d like here, I have to keep reminding myself that we have indeed accomplished a lot in just over four weeks.

I took a leap of faith today and drove a borrowed car that was graciously lent to us by our real estate agent. The car has been sitting in our parking space for days, but up to this point, we have not had the courage to take it out for a test drive.

We made it!!  The dog, the child and the parents have all made it over safely, and now we are ready to begin our adventure in Thailand!  We are disoriented and completely jet lagged, but excited nonetheless.

We are nearly packed and nearly ready to go. We have less than a month until our departure date, and I find myself vacillating so frequently between panicked and micromanaging to totally nonchalant that I fear I might be bi-polar. The anticipation is driving me crazy. On the one hand, I feel like we’ve been waiting ages for this move, and I want it to just happen already. On the other hand, I feel like there are still a million things that need to get done before we can leave…

Camping out at the in-laws’ with a high-strung three year old, a hyperactive dog, and a garage full of possessions is a potential recipe for failure, but with the right ingredients, we have managed to side-step a few near-disasters.

I play in a local rock band, and we are awesome and super popular!  Justin Beiber popular…but more like a fat, half balding, middle-aged Justin Beiber, dressed in a dirty undershirt; wired on caffeine; drunk on vodka; and lots-of-super-models-hanging-around kind-of-popular.   Well, maybe I’m exaggerating a little: we still mostly have our hair and are fairly trim.  And I only slightly stretched the truth about the super models (our wives are pretty damn hot!)  The only thing I really lied about is the vodka.  I’m half-Thai, so alcohol doesn’t mix well with my asian heritage.  Damn you, Asian Flush Syndrome.  But hey, the caffeine part is absolutely true; I drink buckets of coffee and sometimes I stain my shirts with grande americanos from Starbucks.