storm warning.

Last night, it rained. Hard. Let me tell about the rain in Texas (rather than the rain in Spain; you're welcome). When I first moved here a whopping seven months ago--time truly flies--my friends hardly spoke about the heat. The heat didn't require discussion. I knew that the sun would be vengeful, punishing me for something [...]

laughter in the rain?

This morning, a cold, unrelenting rain descends onto the atmosphere. The skies are dark, overwhelming, and sad. And I'd like to swim in a pool of French fries and cupcakes while I sob myself to a fitful sleep. Needless to say, it's obvious that I loathe days like this. I'd love to tell you that I'm someone who [...]

Umbrellas.

Unlike Southern California, it really doesn't rain in West Africa. With the exception of the Harmattan season, where I have sweet memories of my mom gently rubbing lip balm across my lips to protect against the dry, windy weather outside, nothing really disrupted the hot, sunny days back home. Imagine the interesting reaction me and [...]