There was trouble in the air at the organic market, and this was unusual. I go there fairly frequently for organic milk. There are no dairy cows on the island, so milk must be flown in from thousands of miles away and it costs as much per once as platinum. But you drink it. [...]
Posts Tagged ‘island life’
Smackdown at the Organic Market
Posted in The Joy of Twins, tagged babies breaking up tension, getting entertainment where you can, island life, life is often boring without cable, living in the tropics, organic supermarkets, the dream is always better than the reality on March 11, 2009 | 5 Comments »
Thank God for Moderate Earthquakes
Posted in The Joy of Twins, tagged babies waking up in the night, exhausted parents, island life, volcanoes, when earthquakes are helpful, you never know what will calm a baby on February 26, 2009 | 3 Comments »
The other night around 4am Lulu started to kick up. She wouldn’t settle and I kept thinking- dear God, no!!! I was exhausted, Jungledad still on the volcano (but he comes back tomorrow- woot!) and my body refusing to move. Then it happened. The earth moved- for real. There are earthquakes on this island all [...]
Let the Kid Have Some Frikin’ Candy ya Big Meanie!
Posted in The Joy of Twins, tagged being a minority for the first time, Bride Wars, Hot topics in the Mother's Group, island life, making true assumptions about white people, Mothers forbing fun, parents overzealously fighting consumerism, strict parenting on February 11, 2009 | 6 Comments »
So nowadays I am treating Mommy Movie Night as an anthropological expedition. After the merging the two clans (one certifiable), what can I do but swallow my fear and find a way to cope? Not going was not an option. Bride Wars, yo.
In the end the movie was so-so, I’ve forgotten most [...]
J.K. Rowling Commencement Speech, and jungle ranting.
Posted in 1, tagged brainwashing, island life, leadership training, pseudo vacations, resorts, tropics, volcanic wasteland on August 20, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Jungle Mom has left the jungle, but only temporarily and with great resistance. I’ve been taken against my will to the other side of the island, the sunny, dry, non-jungle side. I’m writing this from a resort, though I consider resorts to be the antithesis of who I am. I feel like Alice in [...]

