The older I get (and I hope to continue on the current trend), the more I understand why old people (like me) often eschew travel. What is left of life is too fucking short to deal with all the hassles of getting ready to go, going, coming back, and dealing with the aftermath. We are…
This past weekend we were at the San Mateo Marriott for BayCon (a science fiction/fantasy convention). Last year when we were at the San Mateo Marriott, they had the whole place torn up for a major remodel, and mostly it was a misery to stay there. This year, only half of the hotel was torn…
We are going to be flying to Las Vegas this summer. As usual, we make our travel plans well in advance. This includes our flight reservations. Usually we fly American Airlines, but for reasons that I cannot fathom, American has no direct flights from San Jose to Las Vegas (WTF American?). So, we decided to…
(Looks like the roads have gotten any better since we were through there on 11/26.) We were up near the Washington/Canadian border the week of Thanksgiving. There is a timeshare place up there that we really like, and we enjoyed a very relaxing week up there. Well worth the 2 day trip to get there. We…
Like many fat people, flying holds special stress for me. We do as much as we can to reduce that stress by preparing. It also helps that I have no problem telling the people at the airline and airport that they are dealing with a fat old lady. I know I’m fat. I know I’m…
My darling hubby loves trees. They soothe him. And while the City of San Jose is not a cement jungle, it’s not a forest either. This is why our trip to Glacier, Washington was such a treat for him. Well, we now have a soothing place to go that is much much closer. Only an…
Several times a year, we journey to Los Angeles to spend time with my sister Karon, Karon’s husband Bill, and their two boys. Karon and her men live in a corporate housing complex known as Oakwood. Oakwood is a great place to live – especially for the boys. Two swimming pools, tennis courts, basketball courts,…
Some of you might know what a Michigan alligator is – or you call it by another name. You know those nasty hunks of blown tire from a semi that you see (and hopefully avoid) on the freeway? Those are Michigan alligators – and they bite. People don’t seem to realize that these chunks of…
What the ocean was like. What the ocean felt like to me. I learned a big lesson on my recent vacation – the ocean is no place for a fat old lady’s ass. The waves were a little stronger than usual, but I waded out anyhow. I was fine until one extra fierce wave hit…
When will I ever, ever learn? Not yet, apparently. I like to have fun eyeglass frames. So I buy my eyeglass frames from various sources (I have some darling clear pink and glitter frames I got at the Dollar Tree); and then when it is time for a new prescription, I give the…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 