
Dinner time: It’s all Greek to me
Unlike me, someone who plans dinner at breakfast time, Mr. T doesn’t fixate on meals. He doesn’t read food blogs. He doesn’t …
Unlike me, someone who plans dinner at breakfast time, Mr. T doesn’t fixate on meals. He doesn’t read food blogs. He doesn’t …
Before we took off for Oshkosh, I engaged in a boatload of mental gymnastics… This is not the Hopscotch Honeymoon. This is …
Yesterday a manicurist held me hostage. Two manicurists, in fact. And my little sisters just sat by and watched. And laughed. After …
Me, Hank Canterbury and Mr. T (aka “Tank”) at SOS, outside of AirVenture. Many folks stop by for the cold beverages and …
They say there’s a first time for everything. And apparently–unfortunately–that includes throwing up in an airplane. *** With give or take 150 …
Since school let out in May, it’s shocked me how different my life/schedule/work has been week to week. I’ve flown for research …
Hot, fresh EAA donuts. Who knew donuts went so well with airplanes? Once again summer has arrived, all hot and lovely. And …
I love when Mr. T peppers me with questions while I have a toothbrush in my mouth. This morning, as he expertly …
Although I am well aware that the universe maintains a keen sense of humor, I couldn’t help but joke about the kayak …
So… I lost track of an entire month. Again. Oops! But as the photographic evidence below suggests, the month did, in fact, …