Just to keep you posted. I’m still dreaming about taking that Tuscany vacation … except now I think about taking more time off. Like a month. I know it seems extravagant / excessive / solitary … but let’s be real. It is also adventurous slash exciting. Thinking about it gives me this leaping excited feeling…
My mom sent me an email this week articulating that she was tired of the food posts. I mean I guess that’s fair. Especially if you haven’t bought into the Downton Abbey themed meals. Out of the last 12 posts, only one was non-food related … and that was my 500th post. I can’t believe…
I’m currently sitting at the airport in …. Ohio / Kentucky. My flight is currently two hours delayed and all I want to do right now is be looking at some Christmas cheer in NYC. Instead, the seat that I found near an electrical outlet is conveniently located near the moving walkway … which announces…
I’m a fan of doing things myself. It might not always be less expensive, but it’s always a learning experience. Last year at Pheasant Fest in Vermont, two nice portly gentllemen showed up and slow roasted a pig. While they did that, I picked some apples, drank a few beers, and in general… wore stripes.…
The weather is getting a bit cooler in Boston and that pretty much means fleece is acceptable for so many more activities. I can now wear it to work, on my couch, on errands, and even to bed. What? I like my bedroom chilly. Time for some snuggs. Fleece was also a million times appropriate…
Maine warms my heart. Kind of in the same way that my heart warms when I sit in an Adirondack chair with my legs flopped over one arm rest since the other arm rest is responsible for my beverage. I only sat in an Adirodack chair once while I was in Maine this time. But…
I’m headed to Maine for the Labor Day weekend and could not be more excited about it. Maine is a land where fleece is widely accepted, bloody marys are normal, and windblown hair is trendy. The last time I went to Maine I had such an amazing time that it was worthy of 3 whole…
I have this really weird habit about wanting to wear my bathing suit to the airport. It just feels like it makes the vacation last longer. But, then it leads to me trying to change in the airport … and that’s just borderline terrible. Although I’m great at it after all my time traveling to…
one of my favorite moments. ever. I’ve had the following post written since I was on the plane coming home from my grand adventure in California. So according to no degree of calculation that’s like two months? Initially, I meant to post it a week after I got home. Then it was when I started…
one of my favorite moments. ever. I’ve had the following post written since I was on the plane coming home from my grand adventure in California. So according to no degree of calculation that’s like two months? Initially, I meant to post it a week after I got home. Then it was when I started…
