I had to fly on Christmas Eve. Thankfully we weren't full so I sat in the last row of open seats in coach, put my feet up on the armrests and ate Christmas chocolates in front of small children passing by. *DING* I lean across the aisle to my co-worker, Tori. "That one is yours." BAD FLIGHT …
blog by Valerie Heidt
Surfing, Dating & Dog Curtains
I once heard that surfing is 90% paddling, 8% wiping out and 2% fun. About the same odds as dating. You might wonder, what kind of moron takes up a sport like this? Right here. Paddle out. Turtle! Duck dive! Paddle for the wave, miss the wave, paddle back out, paddle for the wave, catch the …
First Class Upgrades
The Gloop family is flying First Class to Orange County today. She wedges herself into the first class window seat as if it's a fifth grade desk instead of a double-wide. He squeezes in next to her with a nod, an unspoken agreement between us. I slip the seat-belt extension into his palm like a …