Residence Inn Mt. Olive at International Trade Center
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It was almost 9 months since we were last in the states and we were really looking forward to our trip.
- Accomodations courtesy Casa George and Maggie. They even threw a BBQ for us and some friends.
- Met our new renters and they are a breath of fresh air after the first ones. From the bumper stickers on their car we determined ...
... Go on the March Cruise on Summit. This seemed like the best idea - since the ship was undergoing a transformation that Celebrity called "Solsticized". BUT this cruise left out of Puerto Rico which meant no Vince and Andy and a flight to a foreign country during the stress of embarkation
The trouble was that Peter liked option 3 more than 2 and Chris liked option 2 more than 3. Our preferences were having the effect of ...
... use: You will send the special MMS message containing our unique SX-CALLCeptor software to a mobile phone of e.g. your girlfriend In case your girlfriend will be using her (target) mobile phone, you will be provided by following unique functions: In case your girlfriend will make an outgoing call or in case her (target) phone will receive an incoming call, you will get on your personal standard mobile phone an immediate SMS message about her call. ...
... dinner of chicken with fresh fruits and veggies (you’re getting the picture that these people are serious about what they eat). Our evening walk was through some University gardens that were maintained by Master Gardeners of the area. The Idea Garden changes with the season and was full of color and variety at our visit, for which we were
very pleased. They have a website that describes their project much better than I can: ...
... quiet time had disappeared, leaving me with these nagging notions of responsibility, of bearing the mantle, however thin, of the caring, infested-with-holiday-cheer father and husband. This is when I first cracked the Kahlua.
With a near-empty house, Christmas Eve was indeed a mighty calm affair. On Christmas Day we attended mass, the majority of the congregation showing up fashionably late then hauling ass out the door like the crowd at the ...