Sherwood Family Nonsense

Without further ado, Will Brandon be able to use his Russian there? Yes. Will more language training be necessary? Yes. Is the ...

This evening, while Brandon was getting the girls ready for bed, I checked our email.  Waiting for me was an email from Brandon's CDO, l...

I wish I had known about the oatmeal canisters when I bought them at the Commissary.  If I had not trusted in the right of anything bought f...

Last month Kathleen turned four.  One of her birthday presents was a bank.  And with the bank came the promise of allowance attached to the ...

Back in the bygone-days Saturday night was a time anticipated all week.  As a youth there were stake dances, dates, movies, and parties.  Wh...

As I've mentioned  before , one of the perks of the Foreign Service is dual holidays: American Federal holidays, and whatever holidays t...

Imagine my surprise recently when I visited my local commissary and found a drastic change in your milk packaging.  The noble eagle which h...

When Brandon joined the Foreign Service, we all signed up for a peripatetic lifestyle for the next few decades.  We've now been in Cairo...

Our return flight took us through Frankfut, an airport I am beginning to become very familiar with.  Our connections coming back weren't...

The second half of our R&R was spent in Missouri where seventy-five percent of Brandon's extended family - on both sides - lives.  O...