Mrs.O's writing room.

If Music be the fuel of travel, fill my tank and let it play. May I traverse the world. Take me on journeys uncharted, through its jungles and cities. Tickle my taste buds, infuse me with the culture and its people. Yet, to revisit sweet memories of days gone by is the quickest journey of all. Ever hear a song that transports you to a time and place in your past? You recall with joy or remorse the mood of that era and like deja vu relive the experience virtually. Siblings on holiday from boarding school. Black out nights, seated on the veranda under the canopy of a night sky illuminated by the moon and sprinkled with glowing stars. Engrossed in the tales of the school term we lean in. Suddenly electricity returns, blinding our eyes, the TV blips on arresting a conversation in mid sentence (who forgot to off the TV after the lights went out?). We dash to the sitting room, it's Thursday night, 10:00pm - time for "The Old Fox". Music by ABBA transports me to su...

While friends sipped glasses of ice tea over the weekends, we spent ours driving through neighborhoods in search of accommodation closer to work. The exercise of house hunting brought two issues to light. One, "chocolate" doesn't usually work in your favor so make a "dress statement". Two, proximity is a sure recipe for rivalry. Stress from the daily commute to and from Washington D.C, Maryland and Centreville Virginia was beginning to make ER a possible destination. So, we made the decision to find a place closer to our work locations, that way we would not go crazy trying to beat traffic in a rush to pick the kids. With summer around the corner and Craig's list flooded with houses and apartments for rent and sale, we surfed our way through North Potomac, Bethesda, Rockville, Gaithersburg and other interesting neighborhoods in Maryland. Because of high housing prices and smaller spaces, Virginia and all its nice pockets slowly got scrapped off the list. B...