Tag: life

  • EPCOT Food & Wine – We came. We drank. We were sautéed.

    EPCOT Food & Wine – We came. We drank. We were sautéed.

    My nephew came up for Labor Day weekend with one goal: Disney. Naturally, my girls and I understood the assignment. Saturday was Hollywood Studios followed by EPCOT because clearly 🙄 we are still under the impression that we are young, athletic people whose feet do not have feelings. We are not. But there was the…

  • THE RING HAS ENTERED THE GROUP CHAT (FP 2015)

    THE RING HAS ENTERED THE GROUP CHAT (FP 2015)

    So. When we last left off, Fighter Pilot Dude and I were engaged. I had the ring. The halo was finally attached. I had the dress. And, I had absolutely no idea what I had just signed up for. But have you SEEN my dress?! Anyway. After our fabulous TOPGUN Dining Out weekend in Lake…

  • In Case of Fever – Backyardigans

    In Case of Fever – Backyardigans

    I haven’t felt great for the past couple of days. Body aches. Headache. No appetite. Basically existing under a blanket and occasionally wondering whether getting up for water was worth the effort. Then today, I fell asleep. And … my body decided it was time to fight whatever demon had taken up residence in it.…

  • I DON’T MISS THE MILITARY. IS THAT WEIRD?

    I DON’T MISS THE MILITARY. IS THAT WEIRD?

    I’ve been talking almost daily to one of my best friends who just retired from the military. Fun fact: I was actually one of her first supervisors. Which means I knew her when retirement was approximately 47,000 taskers, 13 commanders and several nervous breakdowns away. Now she’s officially retired. And she said something to me…

  • EXCUSE ME, I’M A WHAT?!

    EXCUSE ME, I’M A WHAT?!

    Soooooooo the cosmos have been lying to me for 54 years. I just discovered that the zodiac sign I’ve claimed, defended and built an entire personality around for 54 years is WRONG. For DECADES, I have been a Libra. Not Libra-ish. A LIBRA. September 23. Right there on the calendar. Libra. I accepted this information…