“Oh I just love winter. It’s the best.” I have never uttered those words. Not once. I know some people like snow and cold and that’s great for them. But not me. So you can imagine my dismay at having a few trips in the past six months dampened by cold, rain, snow, ice, and whipping…
Did the title of this post remind you of the Bert and Ernie sketch on Sesame Street? That’s all I can think about when I hear the phrase “Here, fishy fishy!” In case you need a memory jog, here’s the clip: This clip reminds me of fishing with my brother when I get fish after…
News Flash: I love hot weather. And sunshine. And good food. And the outdoors. OK, none of that is news at all. But all those wonderful things come together in one glorious place: West Palm Beach. Of all the places I’ve traveled and all the places I adore, people ask why West Palm gets put…
Walking in downtown, you ask someone what time it is and the person grumbles an answer without looking up. You trip and someone snorts. You try to strike up a conversation in line at the grocery store and receive stares of horror from the other patrons, as if you have poop on your face. Living on the East…
Oh, New Hampshire, why have you forsaken me? All I want to do is love you and be happy in your confines, yet this year you seem to have it out for me. Thrice this year I’ve visited and thrice you chuckle while slapping me with gloomy, rainy weather. Aw fine, I can’t stay mad…
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