A public service announcement: If you know what’s good for you, don’t fly with me. Strange things happen when I’m on a plane.
For theme park fans who are missing their favorite attractions right now, the parks are sharing recipes to cook up some memories at home.
Can anyone explain to me why in the world I thought it would be a good idea to go shopping with a 2-year-old grandson?
I had an interesting Skype encounter with my 2-year-old granddaughter, Charlotte, the other day. She is so cute, talks adorably, and is a sweetie who has always liked me for some reason, but she always has a runny nose. There must be some allergies going on someplace.
Last week I took a red-eye flight for the first and last time ever. Leaving San Jose, California, at 11 p.m. and getting in Atlanta at 6 a.m. sounded pretty good. With the time change, it was just a four-hour flight.