SS: A Tokyo Love Story

I met him on Tinder with one and only one thing on my mind.

I've often wondered when I became attracted to their culture. True, I loved their food but was that/is that enough? Was it the mild soft-spoken manner in comparison to my loud boisterous one? Their delicate frame to my solid dancer's build with a bunch of midwestern meat and tater's over my belt? Or was it that they too have flawless anti-aging skin? True, "Black don't crack" but "Asian don't raisin". The Japanese skin regime is on point. And he was no different. Also, there was his hair...he was in his early 40's and has a full thick luscious head of hair. The times I have stroked that hair, GOD, the times I've pulled that hair. The beautiful babies we would have made.

I had it planned. It was to be one night and one night only. So different from my other Sabbatical Smooches stories as I was gonna try for a little bit more than smooch.  

He was sweet, soft-spoken, and while English was not his strong point, he had something quietly sensual about him.

He... was the one, and surprisingly he knew of the perfect love hotel. Hence, the adventure began.


You Can Always Go Home Again...Amsterdam

The last few weeks have been a whirlwind, from parts of SE Asia to Japan to Amsterdam.

Amsterdam has my heart unlike no other. It was one of the first (of two) places I ever visited outside the United States. The other was Paris. I called the trip the "Kittykat Olympics". It only made perfect sense as the trip included the iconic shopping mecca that is Paris, as well as the ahem, 'recreational" activities of Amsterdam. Seriously, if shopping or smoking EVER became an Olympic event...I'm READY. No need for training. SEND ME IN COACH!!!! (especially if it's the shopping)

Amsterdam is a city no matter when you go you can always find something new or interesting. This trip was a last minute, "let's go see some friends for a couple of days" and that's exactly what I did. I strolled the canals with Lexie, we shopped, drank a lot and ate a little:

And the highlight of this little excursion was the pleasant surprise of the "My Name Is Prince" exhibit. More details and pics on my next post.

Remember...there's no place like home,


Dorthy aka Kit n Lexie


When they go low...

WOW...I have no words. Currently I'm sitting in a Paris hotel having breakfast and a version of "Bridge over Troubled Water was playing in the back, and I took a moment to hear the words then instead of just hearing I decided to listen. These lyrics seem so prevalent in today's precarious times in my country...the good old U.S.of A now referred to as AmeriKKKa.

When you're weary, feeling small
When tears are in your eyes, I'll dry them all (all)
I'm on your side, oh, when times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

The lyric that made me cry and broke my heart was the "and friends just can't be found". And I think of all the "friends" I have lost over this election. As to me it not just about money, republican vs democrat but about human decency, fairness and equality. I did not believe in EITHER candidate but I voted my conscious as I knew I had to do what was best for the greater good. It was also the time I had to make my choice: do I keep facebook friends with people from my childhood, people I have worked with over the years, even a former lover? And my answer was NO...this is too important. Now the election is over and we have a new president-elect I am still deleting people as I can't have that type of distrust and hate in my life.

While sadden, I am also proud of so many of my friends and allies in this...mainly all from college and beyond but without them I would be a broken crying mess on the floor. I have been very fortunate to have a supportive sister, friends and family that makes losing the others not as bad, but it's still painful.

To those I am no longer friends with...I wish them well and the best in life. I also hope that one day they will have to face their own fears, bigotry and racism and see it for what it is, perhaps then they too will be able to go high, when others go low.



The less than half the population that voted in America made it painfully clear that I am nothing more than less of a person due to the color of my skin. My people are seen as lazy but no acknowledgment of the fact that it was due to our UNPAID labor that many of the bridges, railroads and buildings were built by us, hell even the furniture was stuffed using our HUMAN HAIR. Don't believe, then check this out: The Chair.

A Coloring Contest...#LOLAThailand

Do you love to ‪#‎color‬? Do your ‪#‎kids‬ ‪#‎love‬ to color? Does anyone you know love to color? If so have I got a fun new contest for you from Ladies On the Lam.

‪#‎Lexie‬ is off on an ‪#‎Asian‬ adventure and of course she has to dress the part, however she has the look but not certain which colors would work best.
This is where you come in...just print off the PDF, color using your imagination and the top 5 winners will receive treats from ‪#‎Thailand‬ specific to this country only like one of these GORGEOUS soaps:

One of the prizes in the coloring contest and more.

One of the prizes in the coloring contest and more.

What are you waiting for...get to coloring. Contest ends April 15, 2016. Don't forget to use the hashtag ‪#‎LOLAThailand‬ on Facebook, Instagram or Twitter so I can find your entries.
Good Luck,
K & L
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