My name is Mary-Ann. I am an empty-nester. I moved to the Bay Area in Northern California from Toronto, Canada, in the Fall of 1996, with my husband, Louie, and my daughter, Lara.
I became curious about blogs when I stumbled on some really good ones. Then I found out that my daughter had started a writing blog with a bunch of college friends. They had all promised to write a hundred words as often as possible. Their blog, All of a Hundred, served as a creative outlet that helped them hone in their craft from the discipline that came with the commitment. I was intrigued. I guest-posted a few times and it helped me gather the initiative and chops to start my own blog.
I have promised to write about anything and everything that interests, troubles, or intrigues me, from mundane everyday circumstances or seemingly trivial occurrences to iconic moments in history. I promise to be gracious, ethical, never derogatory nor unnecessarily unfair or heartless. (However, I do have some opinionated opinions about certain matters!) All, except the family business where I spend upwards of 12 to 14 hours a day, and sometimes more. (There are days I feel that I think about work even when I’m asleep!)
My hubby and I love to hike on trails and travel the world. I enjoy it when the culture, language, and surroundings are foreign. These distract me enough from the humdrum of my day-to-day preoccupations at work. These trips are a great adventure and I always look forward to them. I love picking up the lingo, being able to read the signs, discovering the new and the different—food, wine, sights, a different way of life than my own. I like to immerse myself in the “foreign-ness” of my surroundings, and even the details of their daily life. It is my way of celebrating diversity, history, and the endless possibilities of the future. I look for a few familiar things just for comfort but take pleasure in the new, the different, the alternatives to what I consider my creature comforts. I can come back refreshed in the Bay Area and ready to go at it again.
I value and cherish my family and my friends. We are a generation that is totally unencumbered by our birthplaces. My family spans three continents with different time zones. Our friends are from all over the globe. So, when we meet to catch up on our lives, it is always a treasured experience that I relive and savor in my memory bank for a long time.
Do drop by, join me for some conversation, and leave some comments. But treat it as though you dropped by for coffee and we’re gathered around in my kitchen, musing, philosophizing, and best of all, reveling in the great company.
– July 2009