Bringing Down the White Picket Fence
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On July 18, 2011, Paul and I celebrated our one year wedding anniversary…on a plane, with both our mothers, and our 16 year old niece. No worries, we did the traditional “eat a piece of the cake that’s been absorbing the flavors of your freezer for a year” thing, then boarded a plane for Amsterdam, then another for Rome. My husband deserves a medal for this trip, along with some much needed… Read More
So Paul has given me the “you haven’t blogged” speech several times a week and he’s right, I haven’t blogged. In fact, the post you are about to read I wrote months ago, but didn’t publish. I’ve got some pretty good excuses for not blogging: I’m an extremely devoted teacher, an aspiring chef or grocery store enthusiast (I spend way too much time at Whole Foods and Wegmans), and an executrix of… Read More
Our latest travels have convinced me that biscuits and gravy are probably the best breakfast creation ever to land on my plate. Until now, I thought I could only enjoy breakfast when it was jam packed in a tortilla and spiced to the point that I could no longer recognize it as breakfast. This opinion of “my most important meal of the day” completely changed when, on our latest adventure, I smothered… Read More
I haven’t blogged in awhile. We went to Denver in early November and needless to say, this blog post is a bit overdue. Unfortunately, upon return from our trip, life, as my family knew it, changed. Unexpectedly, of course, like life has a way of doing. As a result, there has been little time for writing, and a lot of time for reflecting, just not on paper, or electronically, for that matter…. Read More
Growing up, I could never envision the Asbury Park my parents told tales of. Small little remnants of their stories still remained in Asbury when I was a kid. I remember the carousel, the Palace Amusements, the Five and Dime store. I also remember how distraught these places looked and often tried to imagine this resort type place my parents spoke of. When I looked around, I saw the furthest thing from… Read More
It was late August. Summer was quickly coming to an end, Paul’s decision to go back to teaching was final, and we wanted one last getaway before heading back to work. Originally, we looked into heading to New Orleans. While hotel prices were low, airline prices were high. Aside from the steep price to fly, we weren’t sure we wanted to explore a new city in extreme southern summer temperatures. We wanted… Read More
We went to Sorrento on our honeymoon…not Positano, Amalfi, or Capri. Let me repeat, we went to Sorrento. I often get asked the question, “Where did you go on your honeymoon?” and when I say, “Sorrento”, I often get, “Where’s that?” or “Did you go to Positano while you were there?” While I hear Positano is quite spectacular, I plan to go there another time, a time when I want to sight-see… Read More
Paul and I had the funniest experience one day while waiting for our hotel shuttle bus. I noticed a man waiting near us that was wearing a (gasp!) Phillies hat. Considering that Paul and I are both devoted Mets fans, it shouldn’t surprise you that I decided to make a comment. I said, “What’s a Phillies fan doing here in Sorrento?” My comment we could say “broke the ice” and we spent… Read More
The decision to spend our honeymoon in Sorrento, Italy was largely influenced by Paul. Although it was my first trip to Italy, Paul had already explored this region with his mother and sister on a family vacation several years ago. During his prior stay, he stayed in Sorrento for two nights at Il Faro, a cutesy little Italian hotel just on the edge of the Mediterranean. Just outside this hotel sits Vela… Read More
Flip flops and stilettos-flip flops for during the day, stilettos for my more fancy attire at night. I did not bring tennis shoes, hiking boots, or even outdoorsy sandals. So when we asked the lady at the front desk how to get to the walking path down to town, she took one look at my shoes and said in her best English, “While I love your shoes, you need to be very… Read More
Bringing Down the White Picket Fence 