There has been a complaint lodged against this blog,

accusing me of not updating frequently enough.  It was lobbied at me by my 18-year-old sister, who claimed that I am "sitting around waiting for other people to write" my posts.  To this I respond: No need to get snarky.  If you want to guest blog, just ask. But really, I am fully aware that... Continue Reading →


Guest Blogger: August Ludvigs

August Ludvigs is an 18-year-old Ameri-Swede who spends his days wandering around Stockholm and my apartment's kitchen.  He has a predilection for colorful words and fancy trousers. Two weeks ago I was at an art exhibition with my mom at Moderna museet, the Stockholm Museum of Modern Art. The exhibition, aptly named Turner, Monet, Twombly,... Continue Reading →

“Do you have a baby in your tummy?”

Four (and a half!)-year-old Tim asked me curiously.  He and younger brother Teddy were looking at me intently.  I resisted the urge to glance down at my shirt to see if my stomach was pooching through. "No," I replied smiling. "But...but...but...Do you?" "No," I replied, with a weaker smile.  (But I'll never wear this shirt... Continue Reading →

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