Smooth, on the road again

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I’ve downloaded All the Santana I have my playlist.

I’ve sucked up my tired, aggravated mood, I’m going out again.

If you can’t ….who am I kidding.

I’ve never been able to get anyone to do anything.

I just have to roll, and enjoy regardless of who does what.

Cheers to just enjoying because you are there.

Grateful today

It’s May. Looking back over the last 30 days I realize that I got to see a great deal in April.

It was a daunting Travel month, but I made it through, and I had a pretty good time in the process. 6 flights, 4 states, (6 if you count The airports in Rhode Island and Pennsylvania). I drove 875 miles in Texas between Houston, Austin, San Antonio, and Fredericksburg.

I’m so grateful to have gone to the Texas Capital to lobby for my Industry. 3 of the 5 bills we lobbied on, made it to the floor and passed both houses.

I’m also grateful to have gotten to spend a weekend in Fredericksburg, Tx with my husband.

I got to go the Atlantic City Boardwalk in New Jersey, Concord, And Boston MA, seeing so many wonderful people and things.

I’m grateful for the strength, freedom, and means to travel.

Staying at the fabulous Peabody Hotel in Memphis, TN.

I finished up the month in San Antonio, Texas wandering the Riverwalk, and seeing the Beautiful Pearl District.

Magical Kingdom

In a land, a few hours away, is the kingdom of Fredericksburg, Tx.

It is a magical place full of vineyards and wine tasting venues.

It is rustic and charming. With old-time transportation.

It has the fast and furious too!

The sound of thunder fills the valley.

The vintage bike show had a flat track race that left my heart thumping.

Magical creatures abound.

It is quiet, and still sometimes too.

From my vantage point, high on the hill I get to see a great distance.

Alas, I can’t stay much longer in this magic kingdom on the hilltop.

But I have enjoyed my stay.

Travel time

Sunset on the beach last night. The neon lights were for the beach volleyball that everyone was too cold to play. 40 degrees on the beach is a chilly, chilly night in Tampa.

Then there is the airport.

Empty airports are amazing structures. The pathways can make you dizzy.

You can’t discount the wild life on the gulf coast of Florida, even if they aren’t real. ūüėĚ

But the highlight of my trip were my neighbors last night at the Don CeSar.

About 2:30 am, I am awakened by groaning and moaning……Waking up abruptly in an unfamiliar hotel room, it took me a second to get my bearings. I listened as the moaning got more intense. Then the praising started. You know….great verbal encouragement from a female voice, interspersed with…moaning. Yep. My neighbors were fully engaged.

After a while, I don’t know if I was jealous, or suspicious? Was this real? Who in the world goes that long? They have to be Professional, and this is the road show. It was quite a session, impressive in longevity, and verbal contributions. I only heard the woman, until the end. Then the very deep male voice joined in with quite an enthusiastic, ‘OH YEA’!

Such is life on the road, in an old hotel full of Romance and History, and very Randy guests.

I tried to catch a glimpse of them the next morning, but alas, they stayed behind their closed door.

Oh well. Maybe it was the spirits of famous guests of the Mob Era Clientele who frequented the Pink Palace on St. Pete’s Beach? Maybe it was a mermaid who led a sailor astray in human form? Maybe it was newlyweds?

Am I disappearing?

I think I might be invisible.

Waiters, bartenders, clients, bosses, friends, family.

I might need a nap.

Coming home from a hard trip to Lubbock. Getting to the airport. Getting on the plane. Getting the rental car, that was a trip. No one at the counter, and waiting for someone to show up so they could argue about how I spell my last name. Checking into the hotel, and trying to get a clerks attention. Bird poop is the big subject. Going to see clients, prospect, getting stood up. Heading back to the airport, and I can’t get my rental car turned in, cause you know they only have 15 spots in the parking lot. Waiting at TSA for a delayed flight, and no one knows what to do, but at least they took care of the wheel chair folks. Waiting in the Starbucks line at the Lubbock airport, but the conversation with the person right in front of me is soooooo compellingly wonderful, it can’t be finished, and then it’s time to take out the trash, so can I wait? It’s a 7 gate airport. 7 gates, and 2 of them are not being used and I’m the only other person in line…..sure I can wait till you take out the trash.

I made it to Dallas. My through flight was disrupted so I had to change planes. 3 hour delay in a very crowded Love Field. I made it to the bar at Cool River. I sat, and there were 3 bartenders in front of me….3. They served 4 people that came in after me, one of them was standing right behind me and they acknowledged him before me. I put my hand up in the air and started waving cash. 2 of the bartenders had the humanity to be embarrassed.

There was a day when I had 0 problem getting a bartenders attention. I don’t know that there has ever been a time when I’ve felt so ignored, invisible, non-existent.

I got home, and had the quiet I needed to take an Advil pm and go to bed.

I’m still shaking my head. There must be a lesson in here somewhere.

A little sight seeing


Driving around Detroit, we found the Motown museum.

We saw a beautiful Church in Ohio.  Attending a wedding in an old church with no A/C on the first 90 degree day, it was a wee bit hot.  The Priest was really cute, he cut the service short stating the bride and groom would be just as married if he spoke for 20 minutes or 60.  I adore clergy with a sense of humor.  

We enjoyed a bit of Americana at the War Memorial in Findlay, OH.  I adore small towns with a sense of honor and history.


Lest We Forget.  Three haunting words in the midst of the flags, the names of the fallen who gave the ultimate sacrifice, and the tribute from their grateful neighbors and friends.

Finishing up the day with a local brew.  Some of the names made me smile.  I’m glad they make an IPA for a Rough Day.  But I went with the Fathead’s Sunshine Day Dream.
Have you seen anything good in this Lovely Month of June?

Delays, and waiting

The fun and games in travel land.  Delays and connections.  Will I make it home tonight?

Who knows, but things are ok. I have a wifi connection, and a glass of wine….oh and I know how to make a hotel reservation if I get stuck in Atlanta.

Today, I’m grateful that I’ve learned how to chill in the midst of mass transit.

Flying in a little plane. ¬†Or, what happens when you get caught speeding in the sky.

Image credit Pinterest.  (Not our actual plane.)
Our firm has a contract with a private airline, that flies regionally.  

One of the partners decided not to go to a meeting we were having in Dallas, so I got to take his seat on the “plane”.

I’ve always flown a lot, but only commercially, so this was a new experience for me.  The company flies a small 8 seater.  I don’t know what kind, but I had a great view of the pilot, co-pilot and cockpit.

Halfway from Dallas to Houston, a very loud alarm started beeping, and the pilots started working the control panel, and smiled at each other as the alarm subsided. 

The 7 of us in the cabin were wide eyed, and sitting up straight.  The co-pilot turned and said, “we got caught speeding”.

I had no idea they had speed limits in the sky.  You learn something new, everyday.  I decided at that point I would indulge in one of the adult beverages they provided.  I was very grateful for minor alarms.

What was really cool, was no TSA lines, no body scans, no pat downs, no arriving 2 hours early, and it was at a little airport 15 minutes from the house.  I could get used to this kind of flying.

Where ever you find yourself on this fine Friday, I hope you have a wonderful weekend.

TGIF everyone.

Not to go all James Taylor, Bees do poop, and other odd things

I’ve seen fire,

And I’ve seen rain.

  
It’s hard to see in the picture the slow steady rain.  Best day to burn the fallen trees.  We will put some minerals back into the earth.

We are up to 10 Bee Hives as of today.  I’m gob-smacked to say the least, bee bit (5 stings this weekend, not fun), sore, tired, and very thankful for running water after two days of working in the drizzle.

   
   
Have you ever noticed when you are running on little sleep, how everything is funny…especially crap?

We got up at 3 am on Saturday to travel to pick up our new bees.  We had to be at the yard at 6:30 am.  We got the girls, and headed back to Hootersville ah em…Halletsville.  Being in a Bee yard, there are bees everywhere. We ended up with some stragglers in the cab of the truck.  

One of the stragglers was enjoying hanging out on on my husband’s phone, then made her way onto his hand.  It was a little chilly, so I think she was looking to warm up.  She did a little dance, stuck her fanny up in the air…I held my breath preparing for her to sting….but she was doing her “poop dance”.  She crapped on my husband’s hand.  I almost peed myself laughing.

  

Potty humor, I know. But lack of sleep…it makes body functions funny.

So, in a weekend with little sleep, lots of work, lots of driving, and no running water…I’m getting neck deep in a tub and soaking away the stings of life.

Travel stories Part 2

Yesterday was such a funny day.  

Traveling is never reliable, things go wrong. Flights get cancelled.  Tornados decide to hover over the airport.

  
Photo credit CBS Denver 

We shuffled off the plane. We went to the Tornado shelter.  We waited.

   
 

There was a calm to everyone.  I was really amazed at how efficiently everyone in our Terminal made their way up and down the stairs to the basement.  There wasn’t a lot of places to sit, and the basement was filthy, gross, dirty.  But we hung out and chatted amongst ourselves.

When it came time to return to the surface, we all made our way out at a really nice clip.  

It took quite a bit to get back on the plane.  On Southwest Airlines, you get a boarding number to line up, then it’s open seating on the plane.  Everyone left their bags on the plane, and were going back to their same seats.  But, we all lined up in our same places, we got back on the plane and sat for another 20 minutes.

6 folks on the flight would miss their connections, so we waited while they made the decision to go on, or get off the plane.  No one got off.

The pilot made the announcement that air traffic control had re-routed us to make up time.  Things were looking good.

We got a free “cocktail”.  I had my drink coupon ready, I was ready for a glass of wine.  I had spent all day in interviews, so the delays to me were a funny sign to just “lighten up”.

Three ladies to my left were working together to help another lady who would miss her connection make a hotel reservation and navigate the airport.

The flight attendants were really awesome.  

When we got to Houston, and it looked like we were finished with our journey…..there had been a big rain and high winds in Houston, which delayed the outbound flights.  We sat on the Tarmac for another 20 minutes until a gate opened up.

Some things are just not in your control, like tornados.  Getting upset over delays is self defeating.  I was in awe over the way the people around me flowed through the delays, drama, and inconvenience.  

I got to witness kindest, receive kindness, and extend kindness.  It was a pretty cool journey in all.

I’m grateful for the new friends I made yesterday.  If it hadn’t been for the Tornado, I wouldn’t have met them.