Traveling
Please, Stop Grooming in Public Places
First, the nails. And now she’s peeling a hard-boiled egg. If “Suzy Chapstick” is on my flight, I might have to change my plans …
My Travel Style Has Gravity—unless Scotty’s available or I can get a pair of Ruby Slippers
Unless I can click my heels together, have Scotty beam me somewhere, or find a magic wand, chances are my feet are staying on the ground … and here’s why …
I Was Punk’d in the Airport (true)
My regular coffee spot was out of espresso. Don’t ask me how, alas, I find another spot, order my drink, make my way back down the concourse, find this perfect …
How I Know Mother Nature Never Had Daughters
Do my daughters think Mother Nature confers with me before she makes her plans to wreak havoc on our one-time lovely, hot, sunny beach vacation? …
Finding Joy in a Busy Airport
Without a doubt, it is more MUCH MUCH MORE important that my children’s phones are charged than mine, at least when we travel, and here’s why …