It’s been a while since we’ve done one of these, but I also just had the privilege of spending a week with her during our youth trip to Montreat. And in all of the ways, the trip did not disappoint. Of note, in a regular minivan packed with 10 youth and two adults, there’s aContinue reading “Self-esteem boosters with Sarah”
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#TBT: A bit of a quiet year
In an ideal world, one where I had loads of free time and keeping this blog up and running was my full-time (or at least part-time) job, I’d have posted a lot more this year. It wasn’t for lack of trying, or lack of things happening to write about. In fact it was the opposite.Continue reading “#TBT: A bit of a quiet year”
Just one more
Times Square in New York City is probably the only place I know of/have ever been that makes you want to stand in the center of it and spin around with your arms up in the air and a big smile on your face. Just like they do in the movies and on TV. IContinue reading “Just one more”
28 hours in NYC
We were in New York a few weeks ago for about 28 hours. And we got. shit. done. I already told you about our first day, when we went to the 9/11 Memorial and High Line during the day and Times Square and the How I Met Your Mother bar at night. Luckily we hadContinue reading “28 hours in NYC”
Start spreadin’ the news…we’re leavin’…in three weeks.
In a few weeks, my sisters and Chuckie and I will reunite in Boston for the first time since this time, but for a different reason entirely. You see, once upon a time, when Rachel and I were young and thinking our jobs would pay us well enough to do such things – we toldContinue reading “Start spreadin’ the news…we’re leavin’…in three weeks.”
Best Week Ever. Part 2.
Things you would have told me 10 years ago I’d be doing and I wouldn’t have believed: Chaperoning six teenagers on an overseas trip for eight days and having one of the best times of my life in the process. But it happened. You see, this summer I decided to be real nice and IContinue reading “Best Week Ever. Part 2.”
BAHSTEN, part II
If you do nothing else, at all, in Boston, make sure you make a stop at Mike’s Pastry for a cannoli. When we went there, the first night in town, we were in line in front of a couple who had come straight there from the airport. They had their rolling suitcases with them andContinue reading “BAHSTEN, part II”
On tours we went on down in Savannah, they referred to the city by a different name: Slowvannah. ‘Cause things move slower in the south. I’ll pause while you do whatever you need to with that last sentence. Ready? OK. We learned the reason for Monday morning call-ins is often the “Slowvannah Flu.” And weContinue reading “Slowvannah ramblings”