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Gratitude Monday: Overflowing in Abundance

A long Road trip, a hundred new friends and support from afar fill me with gratitude. Wow, my cups is overflowing. Wow! What a week. Loved-One on one end and sister Mary on the other, I traveled between Chicago and Nashville like I had my own private security and travel arrangers. Mary kept me posted on road conditions; Loved-one made sure I got a hotel room at my home away from home, Hampton Inn, and a place to get my iPad fixed. Yes, I dropped my iPad, destroying the glass. Batteries Plus & Bulbs fixed me up in 3 hours…

RoadTripping, Day 2

Oh how nice it is to have a swim in a warmish indoor pool.  I believe swimming strengthens the sit-up, stand-up-straight posture muscles.  Anyways, I love starting the day with a little exercise.  Then a soak in the jacuzzi and we’re ready to get ready for breakfast. Thank you Hampton Inn for a real breakfast:  eggs, waffles, biscuits, yogurt, fresh fruit, juice, and the beloved coffee (in regular, bold, and decaf.)  I find out not all Hampton Inn breakfasts are alike.  This one has some spongy kind of instant eggs.  I should have opted for the boiled variety.  Still and…

RoadTripping: Day 1

Loved-One says he hates road trips.  His long legs, cramped into a Prius?  Not good.  My short legs dangling from the high seats of a mini-van? Less than ideal.  So how are we ever going to make that Route 66 trip I long for? Make the trip the vacation.  We’re going to Utah!  Why?  Hey, why not?  We’ve never been there before. I have a new app:  RoadTripper.  I’m pumped.  RoadTripper tells me the journey is 1373 miles, it will take 20 hours 30 minutes and we’ll spend about $236 in gas. RoadTripper has a lot to learn about us.…

When People Go Above and Beyond

I love to camp.  I camped since, well, maybe since before I was born.  Mom camped as a little girl.  Grandpa camped.  Now my grandchildren camp with me. When I say camping, I mean in a tent, on the ground, cooking on a campfire or a propane stove, swimming, biking, walking, and eating ice cream. I love the sound of the night that comes through tent walls.  I love when the sound of silence wakes me at 2 AM because even the crickets went to sleep. I love the sound of the wind rustling the branches, and flashes of lightning…

Between Clean Sheets: The Hampton Inn and Suites

September is now the number one month for weddings.  Loved-One, Ducky and I went to Nashville late last month to attend out lovely neice, Megan’s wedding.  On the way, we stopped in Effingham, IL on my way to Nashville.  Have you heard of Effingham?  Me neither. It’s a smallish town, about halfway between Chicago and Nashville; where Interstates 57 and 70 meet. My family traveled there on our way to a beautiful fall wedding in Nashville.  Our niece got married that weekend. The signs in the Hampton Inn and Suites elevators took me by surprise.  Yes, the sheets and duvet…

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