Happy Ash Wednesday, when all the good little Catholics “give up” something in support of Jesus sacrificing his life for us. There are those who will abstain from Facebook, sweets, alcohol, joy, well, you get it. And that is all simply adorable. Really, cute. What if you were to give up something that would truly… Continue reading Give Up
The reentry process, after being away, is tricky. I compare it to a freezing body of water. You want to ease in. Take your time. But, inevitably, some asshole shoves you. You plunge into the cold water unprepared for the shock. Welcome back to reality! My mother had been extremely anxious about me leaving. It… Continue reading Welcome Back!
On my departure day from the ship, I opted to take my own luggage and venture back into reality earlier than most everyone else. I was a little worried about not making my 12:05 flight because you just never know how long the disembarking process will take. I was lucky enough to have my sister… Continue reading Arrival
Did you all miss me? I certainly felt the void. Such an odd feeling when I disconnect from the writing process, but like everyone, I needed a break. A little distance from reality. But, with any sort of timeout, there are always stories. Of course, what happens on the ship, stays on the ship, but… Continue reading The Explorer
Yesterday, was the first time for me to use my TSA Pre-check. Friends, I can’t begin to tell you what a gift that was to me. Unfortunately, before I could breezily walk through the checkpoint without disrobing and unpacking my carry-on, I needed to present my passport and ticket to the TSA agent. We all… Continue reading Tripping
I have many talents, but apparently, being able to decipher the size of a pan and spatula are not on the list. Let me explain. Brian cooks eggs for himself and on occasion, Bailey. The other day, he was scraping the pan of egg residue, when the spatula broke and the pan looked like it… Continue reading Not My Gift
Someone asked me if I was getting excited about my cruise and my response was, “Once I get everyone situated, then I will be excited.”. True story, packing isn’t the only thing I needed to organize. I needed to confirm the pet sitter, alert Bailey’s bosses of my unavailability and provide them with Brian’s number,… Continue reading On The Brink