Couldn't Care Less: English Lesson 11

I’ll let David Mitchell in the below video do most of the talking for this English Lesson post. Thanks to my English native friend Ben who sent it to me with the blog in mind. I have always wondered why we say “I couldn’t care less”…. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=om7O0MFkmpw] I especially love the part where he says…

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Link Time

A true blog post is brewing. You know, the ones where I write insightful things about feeling like a cavewoman as I attempt to go on dates via bicycle. But until then I’d like to share a couple of ministries I’ve come to love recently and hope you will too: revolvetour.com: Ok, I’m a little…

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He Fancies Me, He Fancies Me Not: English Lesson 10, Part II

I mentioned in Part I that I had much to learn about the English intricacies of dating because it’s just that: intricate. I’ll explain by contrasting it with the American rituals–a seeming polar opposite. In the States, any outsider can determine whether girl and boy like each other: Scenario A…Boy flirts with girl. Girl flirts…

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The Passenger Seat: A Father's Day Post

[slideshow] The above slideshow depicts various pictures from a recent trip my dad and younger sister, Sara, made to visit me (and James Taylor and Carole King) in Nashville. That week with my dad made me feel so adult: I chose the restaurants and activities, made reservations and suggested faster routes, I hosted for a…

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Rambling, the Walking Kind: English Lesson 9

The English are expert walkers. They’re just good at it and know how to enjoy it. While we here in the States are good “power walkers,” I admire the English for their rambling: a term for a long nature walk (or that is how I’ve self-defined it), which is a common pastime for many. They…

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Beans on Toast: English Lesson 8

(I’m no foodie and have no intention of making this a foodie blog, but here’s my foodie opinion on England.) I don’t know if it’s a tragedy, disappointment or just down right luck that I spent a year in England without trying the very English dish of Beans on Toast. My American roommates arrived in…

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Beautiful Disaster, Part II: English Lesson 7

As mentioned in previous post, I have the type of hair that responds to the elements. If the elements are humid, my hair rebels against the half hour I spent straightening it with my flat iron that morning. And England was often humid, well, England was often raining which equals ultimate humidity. So riding a…

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Beautiful Disaster: English Lesson 6

Disclaimer: the above picture was not the bike I used in Oxford (unfortunately). Somehow over the course of a full year in which I spent more time on a bike than I ever thought I would, in which my beautiful, old and used, high handle-barred blue beauty of a bike became practically one with me,…

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University Life: English Lesson 5

I was extremely nervous before my first class of graduate school. Not only was it graduate school, but it was graduate school in a foreign country. For all I knew, in England they expected their students to walk around reciting Shakespearean sonnets or give impromptu speeches in the courtyard about the parallels of Ulysses and…

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