Banyana Hamachee

See that guy over there, the tan one wearing the white shirt with the long brown feathered hair. The first … More


And the Jews were gone. That’s what I read when I glanced over The Husband’s shoulder to see what could … More

Waving The Change Fee

Last night my husband made love. To a man. And I watched. The whole thing. From the bed. As the … More

Eat Pray Love

Last month I found myself sitting at gate 5, waiting for the flight to Dallas, eating a cheese sandwich (from … More


I had just booked the Turkish hotel in Venice and the Villa Rosa in Positano, and was just about to … More


In case you haven’t noticed, I haven’t been writing, blogging, or flying much lately. What have I been doing? Planning … More


WRITING RULE #1: DO NOT ALLOW FAMILY TO READ WHAT YOU WRITE. The other day I was on my way … More

Traveling, or not…

Yes, I travel for a living, but not nearly as much as The Husband. The man flew over 100,000 miles … More