– Years ago, when Rand and I were much younger and less squishy than we are now, we would go hiking. A lot. Nearly every weekend in the spring and summer, we’d jump into my KIA Spectra (and before that, my Dodge Neon, because I am very discerning about the vehicles I choose. I demand…
– Food on Hayman Island was absurdly expensive. I plan on writing an entire post about it, but it actually causes me physical pain to think about the prices of our meals there, so I’m procrastinating on that.
In my continued efforts to keep it real, I would like to share yet another mortifying revelation about my younger years. Are you ready to abandon whatever lingering sliver of respect for me you had? Because here we go: for a longer time than is reasonable, I’ve wanted to be a Bond girl. Fear…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
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