I wake from a quick nap at 37,000 feet and look over at Greg. He’s in his happy place -- the window seat this time. We take turns because we both love looking out the window as we fly. He doesn’t see me looking at him. He is turned away; his face is pressed against the… Continue reading Flying is His Happy Place
Category: Distractions
What do a Kiss and Exploring the World Have in Common?
Five years ago today I was on a trip for work. It involved a trip (by TRAIN!) to Stamford, Connecticut, a short walk to the hotel and a meet-and-greet style evening where coworkers from the northeast and mid-Atlantic would connect and spend some social time over dinner and drinks before a full-day event kicking off… Continue reading What do a Kiss and Exploring the World Have in Common?
Inspiration Comes At the Strangest Times
Why does flying always make me want to write? It's odd, but soaring over this great nation at 34,000 feet stirs something in my brain that gets my poetic juices flowing. Our co-pilot just welcomed us aboard and, uncharacteristically gave us the route with landmarks ... between Cincinnati and Lexington ... right over Louisville, over… Continue reading Inspiration Comes At the Strangest Times
Is a Billion Dollars worth it?
Would you risk everything for a billion dollars? A friend of mine recently posted something on Facebook about how he's never bought a lottery ticket before and was wondering, with the jackpot over one BILLION dollars, should he go for it? His reasons for asking really got me thinking. He said that his life is… Continue reading Is a Billion Dollars worth it?
Fort Worth – A Step Back in Time
I’m no historian, but I love to hear and read the histories of people. That makes travel to “historical sites” challenging, as they are often too sterile to be interesting…at least to me. But a recent trip to Fort Worth, Texas, has changed my perspective a bit. Greg had to go to Fort Worth for… Continue reading Fort Worth – A Step Back in Time
I’m No Poet, But…
I left my phone at home today. Oh, the delicious freedom! To look around, to ponder the faces, most strangers, but some familiar, my Metrorail companions. I wonder… Col. Beggs…Your lips move to some earbud voice, but no words are uttered. Are you singing? Or maybe practicing a language? I wonder… Mom, your five-year old… Continue reading I’m No Poet, But…
EAA Oshkosh
I am an aviation fanatic. I credit my Air Force dad for instilling in me a love of all things related to flying. Growing up on Air Force bases I fell asleep to the sound of jet engines. One of the great, fun memories of my youth was mom packing up a picnic and driving… Continue reading EAA Oshkosh
Seven Oaks for Seven Senses
About an hour outside Washington, D.C., is Seven Oaks Lavender Farm in the little town of Catlett, Va. Far enough away from the hubbub of the big city, but close enough to make it a day trip, Seven Oaks is a feast for the senses. After a week of heat and humidity and just a… Continue reading Seven Oaks for Seven Senses
Old City Press & Co. Alexandria
On a hot, steamy afternoon, just days before the official first day of summer, the last thing most people are thinking about is stepping inside a print shop. Let's face it, if you know anything about printing, you know they can be hot, smelly places. Yet, despite the heat, I found myself headed to… Continue reading Old City Press & Co. Alexandria
Distractions – “Uber-iffic” Saturday
In German, “Über” is a preposition that means over, above or across and in popular abstracts it is sometimes used to mean superiority or excess. Here in the States, it is quickly becoming a verb, as in, “We’ll just Uber there.” In this regard, I’m talking about the popular car-sharing service. Based on superior experiences… Continue reading Distractions – “Uber-iffic” Saturday
The World A to Z 