tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25287360613213249632024-03-05T01:01:00.497-04:00Drinking the Whole Bottle“Accept what life offers you and try to drink from every cup. All wines should be tasted; some should only be sipped, but with others, drink the whole bottle.”
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.comBlogger293125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-20306641783173674752015-02-02T10:49:00.000-04:002016-08-03T10:03:39.930-04:00We're Moving...My favorite part of the journey is the people I meet along the way. Though we all have to go in our own direction I would hate to lose some of you just because I changed directions. I am moving my site over HERE so please follow along there or click the image below to continue drinking every last drop of this bottle.
Jen @ Drinking the Whole Bottlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10649538302711219878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-72297493420198309482015-01-19T12:12:00.002-04:002015-01-19T12:12:56.911-04:00Birthday Thoughts
This week's special at DTWB: Birthday Thoughts
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-57926531308464544672015-01-14T14:30:00.002-04:002015-01-14T14:30:15.357-04:00Eating My Way Through Cabarete
In honor of one of our readers who just recently moved to Dominican Republic, specifically to the awesome town of Cabarete, I thought I'd publish this piece today. Congratulations on the move... I think you'll love it there!
My favorite thing about vacation (and island living) besides umbrella drinks is eating. I love the possibility of new restaurants and that feeling I get when I open a Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-51663880374948584942014-12-17T14:19:00.001-04:002014-12-17T14:19:46.178-04:00Am I With the Right Person?
"In Yiddish, there's a word for it: bashert. The meaning is something like "intended": the person who was meant for you. We're not talking about a soul mate, though modern usage often spins it that way; the original meaning is more complicated. Your basherter won't always make you happy, and your life together won't always be easy. But there's a sense of rightness, of having landed where Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-89359462483085192312014-12-16T15:40:00.001-04:002014-12-17T14:20:11.060-04:0010 Steps: How to Take the Worst Holiday Picture with Santa
A picture with Santa is one of those "must do" items on the Christmas check off list along with baking cookies and decorating the tree. For me, it is doubley exciting since my kiddos and my sister's kiddos take the picture together: 4 cousins, 2 laps, and a Santa in a pear tree.
But take heed: the magical idea one creates in their mind of reliving their childhood Santa pictures throughAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-30921988735845985482014-12-12T11:45:00.000-04:002014-12-17T14:20:35.284-04:00A Skeptic's Guide to Elf on a Shelf
When I first started seeing this Elf on a Shelf craze unfolding, I admit, I was skeptical. It seemed like something that would totally be up my alley but I thought it was a bit strange. When it began taking over my Pinterest account, I was a bit annoyed.
And then I read the Elf on a Shelf / Dinovember dad post and the explanation: "how in this world of technology and non Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-67511009562558131572014-12-01T14:46:00.002-04:002014-12-17T14:22:19.331-04:00Deaf Ears: Do You Care What People Think?
"...If I answer, 'No, I don't care what people think,' I risk seeming arrogant. But if I answer, 'Yes, I care too much about what people think,' I risk seeming spineless."
- Elissa Schappell
(author of Blueprints for Building Better Girls)
In truth, I've never been one for caring much of what others thought of me. In middle school and high school this served me well since peer Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-63087432931093933312014-11-26T12:04:00.000-04:002014-12-02T08:33:15.941-04:002nd Installment: Holiday Shopping Made Easy so You Have More Time for Wine
The Berrrrs are Back...
Last week, The Berrrrs and I shared the first installment of the 2014 Holiday Shopping Made Easy so You Have More Time for Wine Guide and as promised here is the second installment. To keep the intro short I'll answer some rapid fire questions.
What is this?
A butt load of gift ideas to help with your holiday shopping
What could I Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-25932018388444653372014-11-20T16:32:00.001-04:002014-12-02T09:00:08.745-04:00Holiday Shopping Made Easy So You'll Have More Time for Wine - What's on Tap: November 2014
The Berrrrs are Back...
Last year the Berrrr's and I brought you a butt load of gift ideas to help with your holiday shopping and we're back again this year to do the same. Below you'll find gift ideas of all prices and with more than enough time to make or order, ship and wrap your gift you can avoid the holiday stress that comes with parking at the mall, waiting on long Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-39478864770014121772014-11-03T20:46:00.002-04:002014-11-05T15:27:33.225-04:00But Why? Why Asking Ourselves Questions is Important.
"Have we established that questions are marvelous, momentous things?... That asking ourselves the right ones can have life-altering effects?"
It had been 9 months since we had broken up; a break up that took a long time to move forward from. And then he was back. He missed me. He wanted to try again. I wanted to try again. So we were going to try again but it didn't take long to figure out Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-52332203422248865302014-11-03T07:55:00.001-04:002014-11-03T08:01:29.810-04:00Notes from a Local Scene: At the MercaSantoDomingo
As a mother I'm all about routine but as an individual, I'll be the first to admit that after a while, the same thing gets tired and boring. If you ate peanut butter and jelly every day, you'd get tired of it, right? If you drank wine every day - whoops - no, not that one - that one doesn't work there. Change is the seasoning of life; it shakes up the norm and stirs the pot and - even inAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-42799223488268452582014-11-03T07:53:00.003-04:002014-11-03T08:02:29.664-04:00Olympics of Gobble Proportions: Fiesta Forever
(As published on Women Who Live on Rocks.)
As do other rock expat dwellers we have to pick and choose the holidays we go home for; we can't have 'em all. Christmas is mine. I won't miss being home for it; maybe someday when we live further away I might have to but not while we're on a rock where a 4-hour flight is the only thing standing between me and my chilly home for the holidays.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-63940866218405134712014-10-28T15:57:00.001-04:002014-10-29T08:13:04.796-04:00A Cautionary Tale about Duct Tape Bras
We've all had moments in our life where we have to make a choice, a fork in the road. Do I choose to stay or do I choose to go? Do I say yes or do I say no? This is one of those moments...though to be fair, my fork in the road decision was not life or death (or any serious consequence for that matter) but rather about a DIY bra, so there's that.
A night of dancing was proving fatal forAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-48838545046889837852014-10-22T14:23:00.000-04:002014-11-19T09:13:33.354-04:00What's On Tap This Month - October
Mila
This is the first restaurant that I've included in my Tap and for good reason. Mila is a new restaurant in Santo Domingo started by two of the owners of Guli's, my favorite coffee shop in the world. No exaggeration. Bible. In. The. World. So when Guli's owners told me they were moving shop AND opening a restaurant as well I was excited. And when they told me they were moving Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-75806541207144697822014-10-20T12:05:00.001-04:002014-10-25T15:41:49.856-04:00Things I Could Teach My Son but That He'd Be Better Off Learning from His Dad
Moms struggle with their full mommy plates. We struggle with how much we do (getting kids dressed, combed, fed, clean-toothed, packing lunches, putting shoes on the correct foot - ours and our kids', telling the kids to not bite each other, and going to work) and then take on even more (taking on projects, buying presents for birthday parties, making doctor appointments, rescheduling doctor Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-58519105198153231162014-10-14T15:19:00.001-04:002014-10-25T15:42:18.298-04:00The Legacy I Want to Leave Behind
I'm fortunate to have both a daughter and a son. What this also means is that I also get to battle all kinds of dumb messages about gender roles and crappy societal ideas. The messages my son will grow up hearing one day to "be a man" or "act like a man" sicken me and I'll save that for next week's post. Today I want to talk about my daughter and the garbage that all of our girls are forced to Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-88111094453280302862014-10-13T14:12:00.000-04:002014-10-25T15:43:24.185-04:00Catch up on the Last Few Weeks
Since I write for and contribute to other fabulous websites like Women Who live on Rocks and Expat Village, I don't always publish my newest posts here. Bu that doesn't mean you should have to miss out.
Don't forget to check out some of them on these other great websites from the last few weeks:
Enjoy!
That time I went to the market and bought a bazillion things for under $25.
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-91977504261882787772014-10-07T15:10:00.001-04:002014-10-25T15:43:50.069-04:00Perfect Timing: A Memory
"What? Why didn't you wake me?!" He shouted in a calm panic.
"I didn't want to bother you if I wasn't sure."
"Doctor Fernandez said if it lasts more than an hour, it's probably time. How long have you been having them?"
"About two hours."
The contractions had started at 4:27 exactly. I know because I typed it down on our iPod (because it was my first pregnancy so I was anal like that). Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-18130575831443420882014-09-30T16:10:00.000-04:002014-10-25T15:45:29.893-04:00What if They Fly?
Half way there I stopped dead in my tracks, "Maybe this isn't a good idea."
"We don't have to do it." Husband answered swiftly because he, too, was unsure about the decision we were making.
"I just feel like maybe we're rushing this."
"We could still turn around."
I'm writing about this in real-time, as in, this just happened real-time so the wound is fresh. I'm still sobbing over our Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-87330250531363989742014-09-25T11:59:00.001-04:002014-10-25T15:46:23.287-04:00Road to an Imperfect Life: Week 14 - For Whom the Belly Tolls #itsarevolutionbitches
Like all mothers, I dreamed of being brave, selfless, loving, and hot. Yes, you heard me. Hot. What?! I'm just being honest. Of course, hot wasn't the first thing on my list, but it was definitely on the short list.
Pinterest was super helpful for me in the beginning with its suggestions of cute outfits, life hacks, and exercise ideas, but unfortunately, Pinterest won't actually deliver any of Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-65608695752095747542014-09-22T11:13:00.001-04:002014-09-22T11:17:50.234-04:00What's On Tap this Month - September
Anchors
Ok, so anchors isn't necessarily a new thing I'm loving. I've been into the nautical theme for years (hence all of my striped clothes) but we just recently added these bad boys to our apartment. Inspired by A Beautiful Mess (which I've included before on a monthly tap), I bought a stencil/stamper in the shape of an anchor and then had poor Husband do the rest. Stamp, stampAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-65625910466944060302014-09-18T14:58:00.003-04:002014-09-18T14:58:46.154-04:00Stereotypical Family Personas in my Abroad Life
Quick Link: 13 Expat Family Personas
What is a family?
When we leave our blood families behind - for whatever reasons - we grow nervous that we can never rebuild what we had. Families are really a group of people bonded by a life they share and while the actual people could never be replaced, the stereotypical personas can be. Everyone can identify with the strange uncle Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-16714316554150529942014-09-16T15:45:00.002-04:002014-09-17T16:03:15.469-04:00I'm Back, Bitches
After 3 months (the longest stretch I have been home to NJ since moving) of living the gypsy life, which Husband and I have come to know as our summers home, I have finally returned to our abroad home in Santo Domingo... and it feels goooooood. Usually after 6-8 weeks in the summer, there is an enveloping sadness when I leave for my island life but there was something about an extra 4 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-91997860980717922182014-09-10T15:13:00.001-04:002014-10-28T14:28:11.957-04:00Birthday Party, Disney Style
Parents know that birthday parties are always more work than you originally plan. I always have the intention of keeping it *simple* but unless simple means gala-style, I don't do simple - one of those unavoidable truths I'm going to have to accept in my life. Worse even, a truth Husband will have to accept too.
Normally for me, throwing a birthday party is hard work, not so much because of Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2528736061321324963.post-86451630428177396232014-09-02T10:36:00.003-04:002014-09-02T10:38:57.045-04:00This Dominican Dictionary is la Vaina!
Quick Link: Dominican Dictionary
Today I'm writing over at the fabulous Women Who Live on Rocks about the
DOMINICAN DICTIONARY
Since any place you visit will have its own cultural dictionary, I decided to school you on the terms you MUST know if visiting this funny, charismatic rock, words that when I got there threw me for a what-did-you-say loop. This is serious business (Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01087976213784502328noreply@blogger.com2