Consistently, I make early exits at Saturday night get togethers, usually using the completely valid excuse of, “I have to be up at 3:45am.” Ouch. On a Sunday no less.
“A Perfect Shot”
Absent minded and attention scattered, I sat on my bed, computer in front of me, a cup of tea in my left hand, and reached for my camera with my right. I thought that it
I’m in Barcelona, a destination that I had only considered for a summer holiday, but thanks to the advice of a friend that “Barcelona is nice anytime of year,” I switched my sights from
I turned another year older a couple of days ago. I liked twenty-five. I liked it a lot. My favorite year so far, with so many adventures and interesting encounters that could have filled the space
I thought it was a boring work day; no cute boys, no funny passengers, nothing exciting to write about for my blog. Bummmmmmer. This thought of boringness crossed my mind with still an hour left in
Many of my before I was a flight attendant days were spent with a smart, funny, sweet, and easy-going redhead. I always said I would never follow a boy anywhere, anywhere being much to vague or broad,
Fairytales are those stories that seem nice, but don’t actually happen. Only at Disneyland. Only in the movies. Reality states that it’s just unlikely that all turns out right in the end.
On my recent trip to New York, I visited the 9/11 Memorial, a site of rememberance for the victims and families that experienced intense losses in the attacks. The Memorial opened this past September,
With oversized backpacks, Emily and I stepped off the bus. The first welcome to a new city, new country, new location always, ALWAYS brings with it a sense of bewilderment, and this time was no different.
I recently had a chance to watch the new show on ABC, Pan-Am, the drama series that begins in 1963, and follows the lives of pilots and stewardesses that fly for the iconic Pan American Airlines. The
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