So on a short weekend cruise from San Francisco to Vancouver, we did a celebration for our twenty years since adopting the kids. It was me, Beloved, Granny, our daughter Blondie, her boyfriend, and our son, the Boy. As we adopted them as children, Blondie’s now 30 and the Boy is 26. We decided that… … Continue reading Family suite on the Grand Princess
Another family was sitting in our seats at the Easter service. You know what that’s like in church… I imagine it’s the same at temple, mosque or whatever… that’s my real estate for the service. Doesn’t matter I haven’t attended in several months. My dad sat there and now my bottom belonged on that length … Continue reading “I’ll go to an early dinner without complaining…” Granny bargained.
I know I’ve said it before, but honestly, it’s difficult to wrap your head around who thought those were a good idea. We’re staying in a lovely little AirBnB in Surrey. It’s a “maisonette” according to the advert, but not exactly because it’s only on one floor - a maisonette is generally a two story … Continue reading Dismounting from an English bathtub should be an Olympic sport.
My mom wanted to head to England this summer, so Beloved and I opted to go with her. I have three quarters of a million miles flown on United, but she’s an AA flyer all the way (okay, she started as a TWA faithful, but they got eaten by AA around the turn of the … Continue reading American Airlines’ Premium Economy to Europe
When Beloved and I were first together (nearly 30 years ago), I had an admittedly difficult time containing what my father used to refer to as “nauseating exuberance”. Truth be told, I still have a hard time keeping a lid on it at times. It’s morning and I’m happy-happy-happy!! My mother has it and to … Continue reading Problems with jet lag…
Abby, born in 2007, was taken from her mother at six weeks, because her mother had mastitis. She was tiny and full of beans, and our existing cat, Piggy, kind of moaned and resigned himself to raising this… this… thing. Blondie and Abby as youngsters Piggster was a large tuxedo cat with extensive experience around … Continue reading Requiem
Hey! I shouted. I want a picture of the two of you! My daughter was floating in a rubber ring in the Merced River in Yosemite, where my family has vacationed for 48 years. Her boyfriend waded in to get in the frame. Blondie and her boyfriend, 2021. My wife was also in the water, … Continue reading Swimming Across Generations
We landed at Eppley Field in Omaha and Beloved found a restaurant on Yelp. 4.3 miles away, perfect! We pull out of the rental car lot and the signs show ALL five possible freeways are to the right. "Waze says turn left" she tells me. "Left? LEFT? All the freeways are to the right… And … Continue reading Driving with Electronic “Assistance”
I’m in pain. Pain, I tell you. The cutthroat Cribbage competition is underway. Each family holiday in Yosemite we have such a contest, primarily at the behest of my dad, who taught us to play and loved the game. This is our first return trip since he passed in 2015. Typically, we go to a … Continue reading It’s All Fun & Games…
My mom is not one to complain, but when she couldn’t make her earphones work for the seatback entertainment system on the American Airlines ride home from Miami - LA, I tried to plug them in for her. “You know, deah,” she said mildly, “I DO know how to plug in a set of headphones.” … Continue reading Multi-Generational Travel…
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