College Pt 1: the view from Hong Kong

Kids deserve your high expectations! No, no - they thrive following their own paths! The world needs engineers and doctors. The world needs creative thinkers. If you don't get in to the Ivy League your life is over. What’s wrong with a state school? Don’t sacrifice Fine Arts in education! Everyone should learn to code!... Continue Reading →

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Madonna, All Hail

This week, in a beautiful generational symmetry, EO and I went to Madonna’s Rebel Heart concert here in Hong Kong. My one and only Madonna show prior to this was a floor seat at Austin’s Frank Erwin Center on the Like a Virgin tour, May 1985, a few weeks before I graduated from high school.... Continue Reading →

The Coolest Weekend in Hong Kong

It’s been a few days but I’m still buzzed from my Clockenflap experience. Kil Sun Moon, Rachael Yamagata, The Skatalites, Clean Bandit, Earth, Wind & Fire Experience, Swervedriver, cold beer, good food, best friends, EO and YO having a blast. And I haven’t even mentioned Sunday night! Oh Lord. But before I get to that... Continue Reading →

Slaying the Dragons of Sarcasm

You are merely auditing this class. You are not in control. You are here for the ride. This is not your party. You know that going in. You barely know any Imagine Dragons songs. They're a young folks' band. But so what. There’s no need to criticize the band name (which is kind of kids'... Continue Reading →

A New Chapter

Hi rockmom friends, In case you haven't come across any of my shameless self-promoting tweets and posts, I've started writing for a site called Expat Living Hong Kong, sister site to Expat Living Singapore. You can read my first post here. The super coolio thing is I'm getting paid. Crazy, I know! Without mentioning any... Continue Reading →

Tales From the Bus Stop

A few years ago, when we lived in a different neighborhood and my kids took the bus to primary school, I was privy to the complicated world of the domestic helper. At this time, I was working from home, so I could meet my girls off the bus every afternoon. I was often the only... Continue Reading →

Postcard From The Edge

At Jardine House, my family and I walked down the stairs from the elevated walkway and stepped out in to an empty street - Connaught Road. In all his 39 years living in Hong Kong, Hubs said, he had never walked in the middle of this street. Now it was deserted of cars, buses and... Continue Reading →

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