We didn’t go to Italy last year. About a month before we were supposed to depart, the tumor was discovered.
My doctor said I could travel, but Mom was reluctant.
“I’m not traveling with you–you’re a ticking time bomb!” she said. Continue reading
…and thought seriously about not coming back. Whether you call it St. Martin or Sint Maarten, it’s a beautiful island.
When my annual trip to Rehoboth fell through, Tammy came to my rescue.
Who wants to hear about my [long-ago] trip to Del Boca Vista? I mean Siesta Key, Florida.
You do, apparently, because you’re still here, reading. Continue reading
I didn’t intend to take last week off from blogging – swear. But I got back from Florida and that’s what happened.
I effectively took a blog vacation after this vacation and before an upcoming work trip to Los Angeles and then the Jamaican vacation when Candace and Jay get married.
So. What have I been doing? Lots. Tons and tons of important stuff. Continue reading
As you read this, I’m relaxing in Florida for a few days.
See you next week, friends.
PS If you don’t get the Del Boca Vista reference, click here.
In I-am-so-lucky news, today I am leaving for my annual Rehoboth Beach vacation.
This is not to be confused for my Bahamas vacation.
Or my upcoming trip to Kenya.
Expect some funny family stories. They’re a-comin’.
What are you doing for 4th of July, American readers?
I hate that moment when you realize that your vacation has come and gone.
But it happened and for that, I’m really grateful. Continue reading