Our flight leaves at 7 AM tomorrow morning which means we have to be there by 6, which means we have to leave here by 5, which means we have to get up before the ass-crack of dawn. It's okay though. I'd rather do it this way than get in to Portland at 10 PM. … Continue reading The Alarm is set for 3:30 AM
Today I packed for my trip to Oregon. I must say, I am a huge fan of packing cubes. Omg. I love these things. Here is a week's worth of stuff, including beach clothes all ready for the suitcase. When I get to the hotel, my pajamas and robe and all the stuff I need … Continue reading How did I ever pack before Packing Cubes??
This is my second attempt at posting today. The first was 3 hours ago in the Charlottle airport, and now I am trying again at Gate F22 in Philly. This gate has, no lie, 10 seats, so I am parked in Gate 21 which has 20 seats. We have left the land of palm trees … Continue reading Real Bloggers Blog in Airports
A whole bunch of years ago G and I rented kayaks at Puddledockers in Ithaca, NY. After setting us up with paddles and life jackets, the outfitter, a bored college kid, pointed to the right and said, "If you go this way, you'll end up on the lake (Cayuga); if you go this way (left) … Continue reading Birds and Shit
"I would NEVER be sitting on the couch reading a book now, if I was home," said G, just now. "I would be out finishing the fence or cleaning the garage or walking Boomer or ..." Why is that? Why don't we let ourselves rest, relax and re-set when we're home? Why do we have … Continue reading “I” is for Idle
Everyone has their own recipe for the perfect getaway. Here's mine:: B is for Beach. This morning we took a long walk down the beach to the lighthouse. This beach is famous for its shells, so much so that people walking along, looking down, are known for their slouching posture, named the "Sanibel Stoop." G … Continue reading This Getaway Brought To You By The Letter “B”
The first day in a new place. Where to get food? How to organize time? What to do first? Who are these others? How to fit in? Mostly, how to fit into this kitchen. Holy closet! (I am writing in the WordPress app for Ipad and I am having a little fit with inserting pics, … Continue reading The Bed Is Bigger Than The Kitchen
It was cool when we left this morning. In the 40s. When we landed in Ft. Meyers it was 88. I'll post pictures of the view of the ocean from the condo tomorrow. We're watching the final episode of Survivor and drinking gin and tonics now. More tomorrow.
Tomorrow we go to Sanibel Island, Florida. Never been there. It's supposed to have good shells. I am looking forward to sitting under an umbrella, my toes in the sand, the sound of the surf in my ears, and reading voraciously, and then staring out at the horizon with equal absorption. I am looking forward … Continue reading Sanibel Bound