Category: Personal

The featured image rather reminds me of the value and usefulness of American Airlines, so called, AAdvantage miles. Notice the two flat tires and a missing seat! Allow me to explain: In preparing for my trip to Cuba, I have to figure out a way to get from Charlotte to Miami and back. No problem whatsoever. Charlotte is an American Airlines hub. Lots of daily, direct flights. Piece of cake. I start looking at flights and see that they can…

During Christmas weekend, Vanessa, her sons, her brother and his family, and I spent the weekend at Kiawah Island, SC. Fortunately, for us, it was an unseasonably mild weekend with temperatures rising into the low to mid 70 degree mark. Vanessa mentioned to her sons that she was going to put on her swimsuit and take a quick dip in the ocean later on in the afternoon, at the warmest part of the day … around 2:00 PM or so…

I’ve had an internal debate for a while as to whether to post this or not, but finally decided to just in case it might help someone going through a cancer diagnosis. I think that it’s really all about attitude. For me, it’s been very easy and I’m feeling absolutely great. So, on with the story: Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much…

When people travel and they return, there seems to be quite a bit of conversation about the food that they had while on vacation, whether that be in New York, Mexico, Australia, or Bangkok. Somehow, the conversation turns to food. 🙂 Now, I am not about to talk about something high brow, like filet mignon, or sautéed duck breast and the perfect wine. Nope! I’m talking about the yard bird, in particular, fried chicken! When Vanessa and I were in…

I’m back from vacation now, so this morning it was time for a bit of yard work. I grabbed a t-shirt, got ready to get into the thick of it. The t-shirt that I grabbed was one from Tony’s high school days. It has a graphic of a Spartan on it – their mascot. I started to laugh because I thought of an exchange that I had with a store clerk in Paris. Vanessa and I had popped in to…

So, I drove from Manchester, England to Heathrow Airport, some 200 miles – no issues, using Google Maps on my phone to get directions. I call the voice, Chatty Cathy, or just Cathy, for short. Cathy had been giving me good directions, though sometimes she can be a little vague in her directions if you’re only listening and not looking at the map. I didn’t bring my phone holder, so I couldn’t see the map. Her idea of “slight left”…

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