Day Three: London, Baby!
After Day Two’s epic hike, we had no trouble sleeping, killing one of my main concerns about the trip: …
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Day Two: London, Baby!
I can’t sleep, and it’s no wonder: I’m about to meet Westminster Abbey. I don’t know why this is …
Day One: London, Baby!
And so it begins. After a wonderful pre-flight meal (mushroom polenta!) at Cowboy Ciao in Sky Harbor International’s Terminal 4, …
The Prequel: London, Baby!
So, Dad, Interrupted and I were sitting in Sky Harbor International Airport, surrounded by a mountain of carry on luggage, …
Last time I fell this hard, it was for Dad, Interrupted
There’s a joke that says: If you want to know how old you look, fall over. If everyone laughs, you …
A bracing proposition
Fun Fact: my parents had five kids with very straight teeth. No braces required. As one of those kids, I …
Learn this well, the last ride is never the last ride. And the end is not the end. – Richard Rowland
Friday was a beautiful day. Sunny, and even though it had been 100 degrees just on Wednesday, a lovely cool …
George, we hardly knew ye
When you read an obituary and see that the deceased passed away at the age of ninety, it’s safe to …
The One Where We Go On A Trip – Day 4
And this is just a tech failure. I had scheduled this to run on Tuesday while I was on a …
The One Where We Go On A Trip – Day 3
On Friday Boyfriend, Interrupted was whisked away on a work-related trip, leaving Daughter, Interrupted solely in charge of Parent, Interrupted …
Mom, Interrupted 