“If you have someone that you think is The One, don’t just sort of think in your ordinary mind, ‘OK, let’s pick a date. Let’s make a party, and get married.’
It seems the only way to fly (cheaply) from Sydney, Australia to Honolulu, Hawaii is to fly through the night. Sigh. And this grueling, multi-time zone flight guarantees two things: a wicked case of jet lag, and arriving at your hotel at the absolute worst time.
Travel, above all else, is an opportunity to learn, but if you’re lucky, sometimes it’s a chance to just have a laugh. When we travel, there isn’t a day that passes without at least one good chuckle.
The large, brown oak door stood partially open, the cavernous foyer was empty, and the museum was, as best we could tell, deserted.
The responsibility for our Thanksgiving meal falls primarily on Terri’s very capable shoulders. I gladly assume the role of sous-chef, which in my case is a highfalutin’ name for a potato-peeler.
“By all means marry; if you get a good wife, you’ll be happy. If you get a bad one, you’ll become a philosopher.“ –Socrates
It’s January, and for me that means a couple of things. First, the annual trip to the mall in search of bigger jeans, and second it’s the perfect time for some housecleaning. And by housecleaning I mean not only our domicile but also our digital homestead.