Beloved groaned… but said “Yeah… what?” All props go to this woman. For 30 years she’s put up with this. If our roles were reversed, I’d be divorced, living in a crappy little apartment, because I would’ve dumped my ass years ago. I am what those personality tests refer to as an “activator”. My brain … Continue reading Honey? I whispered. Are you awake? I have an idea…
Tag: Lesbian travel
104F (40C) is much, much worse in the UK than the US.
I can say that with authority as I started yesterday in London and ended in Los Angeles, and both had heat that high. Aside from it being a dry heat in LA, everything is air conditioned. We have this heat thing DOWN, windows open early, use the whole house fan to drain the attic of … Continue reading 104F (40C) is much, much worse in the UK than the US.
Dismounting from an English bathtub should be an Olympic sport.
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.
Problems with jet lag…
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…
Swimming for Health?
The Glenwood Springs Hot Spa Resort proudly announces it’s the world’s largest hot springs pool, with 1,087,000 gallons. There are at least that many black flies doing the back stroke in the water. If you’re wiggy about having to sweep flies away from you in the water (doing the breast stroke is good) this is … Continue reading Swimming for Health?
Driving with Electronic “Assistance”
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”
From the Bloody Depths of Mudbug Soup…
We had dinner this evening at the upscale (read: $29 bonus charge) restaurant... actually, they call it a cafe... and for an extra 58 smackers on toppa our cruise fare, a cafe? Still, it was an incentive for booking, so we didn't actually pay for it. The Bayou Cafe. For all who know me, and … Continue reading From the Bloody Depths of Mudbug Soup…
Three Nights on the High Seas as a Minority…
God, all these Australians! They’re everywhere! Someone screams Aussie Aussie, Aussie!! And the whole room roars OY OY OY!!! We’re on our three night shortie cruise from Vancouver to Los Angeles, which, interestingly enough, continues across the Pacific and eventually winds up in... Sydney. For all that we’re surrounded by Roos (and they’re really nice … Continue reading Three Nights on the High Seas as a Minority…
Waiting for the Stall
Getting used to the French practice of restrooms is taking...well, some getting used to. I have NO problem paying 70 euro cents (to which they frequently refer as “centimes”, which I find really delightful... before we left, my mother sweetly produced French francs for us, in case we needed to piddle, forgetting about the euros... … Continue reading Waiting for the Stall
Watching Soccer the French Way
I think I've been spoiled by the American stadiums, because Parc des Princes Stadium in Paris is...um... well... The best part was I was using a cane due to knee problems and wow, they hustled us straight through the disabled line, no wait for me there. We figured we’d eat dinner there, being used to, … Continue reading Watching Soccer the French Way




