In spring 2011, I had my second international travel adventure with my friend Shelley and the students of Loyola Marymount University’s, Executive MBA program. Shelley and I have become a bit more adventurous. We started in…
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My Bags Are Packed, Ready to Go… South America
As I approach this week, I am reminded about the incredible adventures I’ve been on these past 5 years; along with the advice from family and friends. One piece of advice was to… “Never say no…
A Girl’s Weekend
I have had the good fortune of travelling with my buddies for many years. Palm Springs in the early years was replaced with Palm Desert. Hotels were replaced by a lovely Marriott Timeshare. Note: Shhh…Choose your…
At The Car Wash
I enjoy music. Frequently the turntable is spinning tunes in my head. What just cracks me up is the ability to recall lyrics from songs that are over 50 years old. I’m not just “stuck in…
What Does It Mean To Be A Guide Dog?
I have had a remarkable experience this past year as I watch my friend Kathi raise a puppy for Guide Dogs of America (GDA). If you are anything like me, you may not have much knowledge…
Hockey at Dodger Stadium
How lucky can I be? I had the opportunity to enjoy outdoor professional hockey at Dodger Stadium. I’ve been a Dodger season ticket holder with 3 other families since 1986, but that is story for another…
I Have a Dream
Those words resonate for all of us. Four simple words with an enormous message and impact in our lives then and today. As I think about Dr. King and his impact on me and my life,…
The Food I Didn’t Cook
In keeping with the food theme this week, I thought I’d share a wonderful restaurant experience I had with my “foodie” friends. I’m always excited when I get to take a food adventure with them. This…
The Food I Ate
Funny how putting something in writing holds you accountable for your actions. I suppose that’s why diet journals are successful. When we last visited I had marveled at 3 meals I made last year. That is…
The Food I’ve Cooked
Dear Diary, I have a confession to make. Since it’s a diary, I just know it will stay private!! I have a key somewhere, probably in that attic of confusion. I don’t cook. That’s it. I…