And just like that, vacation is almost over. Sigh. I’ve spent the past two weeks basking in sunshine and laziness. I’ve had a few days that felt pretty ordinary, spent doing chores such as laundry, grocery shopping, and cleaning the bathroom. But there were also days spent walking in the park, drinking coffee from a…
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A Weekend Away
I’m back home and already midway through the work week and looking forward to the weekend. Despite the scattered thunderstorms and stubborn clouds, we sat on the beach, hung out by the pool, and drank margaritas on the balcony. For the sake of his privacy and brevity, I will refer to my travel companion as…
Today’s Top Ten (or what I did on my summer vacation)
When you were in school did you ever have to write an essay on how you spent your summer vacation? I’m not sure I ever did but it seems like I’ve seen multiple TV sitcoms or movies where that’s been the case. In any case, I don’t much feel like writing an essay, since I’m…
Favorite Vacation Shot
I just returned from a one-week vacation in Panama where I only took 298 pictures. A serious drop from my last trip, but I didn’t have any of my adorable children to photograph this time. Which was actually a good thing. Here’s one my favorites: The branches protruding into the picture from the left are…
6 Days, 7 Nights in Panama
Earlier this month Doug and I traveled to Panama for a one-week vacation in my homeland, Panama. It was a short visit but wonderful and very relaxing. I wish I could go more often so I wouldn’t feel like we have to cram everything in during that short stay. We were able to visit with…
Bags are packed, I’m ready to go!
In just a few hours I’ll be getting on a plane, south-bound for my tropical homeland: Panama City, Panama. I don’t have much time to write now, and will be off-line for a whole week (not sure yet how I will survive without my phone at my side), but I just wanted to check in…
Time to fly away
My baby boy is packing for his very first trip on his own. Well, he’s actually not a baby. He’s almost 14 years old. And he’s not really packing his own suitcase. If I hadn’t stepped in, he would not have packed any underwear or a toothbrush. And I guess he’s not really on his…