Restaurant Soft Openings

Traveling is often filled with the unexpected and the hope for the extraordinary experience.  Visiting in Los Angeles lends itself to both, the lovely moments and the overrated.  Tonight we went to a “soft opening” of a restaurant.  For those who may not know, this is when a restaurant is still putting the finishing touches…

Sorting Through Life

I have had a storage unit for the many years since I left my long-term home in 1999 for a condo.  I am approaching that time in life when the kids live in different states and asked me to stop sending them their “childhood belongings.”  So, in an effort to finally shed the unnecessary in…

The Best Job Ever

Driving along Highway 1, it occurred to me that I have the best job ever. I am not paid in money and don’t have to worry about shifting tax brackets.  I have flexible hours.  Waking up anytime I want is an option. Breakfast at home with a leisurely cup of coffee is great, along with…

The Trump Adjustment

I am unabashedly liberal but voted on a few occasions for Republicans through the years; I am 67. So many opportunities to chose over the years. Sometimes wars were an issue. Sometimes it was fiscal concerns. Always, women’s issues were a concern. This year seemed like a slam dunk. Really, while Hillary was a harridan,…

In My Mind

via Daily Prompt: Hideout Without my consent, I creep each night into the space of my thoughts.  When it is dark, what “could have beens” tumble into what is.  Time has slipped by, reminding me of what is incomplete, unthought of, or ruined.  Generational failure drifts as a glimpse into what should have been.  Long…

When is Spanish Moss NOT Moss?

Driving through the southern route to the west coast, one of the more interesting sights is the furry, gray, and sometimes elegant web dangling from many of the trees overhanging the road.  Known as Spanish Moss it looks more like a spider web and parasitic growth rather than green moss.  It is neither. Spanish Moss…

Catfish and Crocodile

You know you are in the south…. traveling Route 41, west of Charleston, in a little town of Johnsonville, SC. The store, called The Skinning Shed, was so interesting I stopped.  A friendly lady came up to me with a menu and an invitation to come on in and hold the rattlesnake, which I declined.…

Going to Charleston

Day Two Driving through “boiled peanuts” country is always fun but I just can’t bring myself to try the oblong masses down in the inky crock pot! Raining and raining some more…Last night the pleasant patter on the roof of the RV was comforting and familiar. Stayed in Roanoke Rapids, North Carolina. Since it poured…

Traveling 

Over the past 6 months I have spent 14,199 miles crossing the country in an RV for three months visiting family, over 8000 miles flying visiting family, and many hours back and forth to family, friends, and doctors’ visits in Baltimore and Virginia. As I am getting ready for another month on the rode by…