Candlewood Suites - East Lansing M.S.U
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This trip fell together over a few laminated-map-and-dry-erase-marker sessions on our living room floor. It literally fell together, with very little discussion, no argument and much shared excitement. Now that we're only a few days from go-time, and all the details are nailed down, Michael and I may very ...
Time has almost come to board our plane. It's been a very long morning. We are ready to get this adventure underway! I'm so grateful for the love and support showered on us by our lovely family and friends! Parting from Hazel was rough. I'm glad she'll be surrounded by loving care. Two weeks with Jeff in Europe! Dream come true! A third week with our kiddos makes this trip ...
... came up behind and said, “What he had.” It made me smile. Mostly because that will likely be me in about 3 months!
AND back on the road. I made it out of MA, through NY and PA with the morning stop, a gas up and lunch at Arby’s; delicious and fatty as I had remembered it. Somewhere along the way closer to the midwest than east, I kid you not, I saw a herd of cars marching across what looked like a foot bridge above the interstate. ...
"Please, please, PLEASE don't let lightning strike me," I beg God, as I watch the sky light up outside my bedroom window. I think back to earlier in the day when I overhear Dad talking on the phone.
"Did you hear about that farmer who was plowing his fields today, and was stuck by lightning six times before he died?"
Oh no, I worry. Being killed by lightning would be the worst way to die. It scares me ...
Regrets? I Have A Few -- Part III
Did I say that I have a few regrets? It's more like fifty, in one word, MEN! Like my first love, two-timer Cutie, sleazy Snake, "probably married" Chocolate Thunder, guitar-playing Dreamer who kept calling me by other females’ names, slobbering Dogman, and whisker-burner Horndog.
“Why did I meet so many frogs?” I wonder. Ah, it’s coming back to me now.