Riding the alligator. accelerator…. alligator… escamator… oh whatever…. you know what I mean. p.s. My kids used to call this an alligator. I also remember what they would scream when they saw a fire truck…. this is a family blog so I won’t say here. What funny names did your kids use? From Instagram – Northern…
As everything seems to be going LED, it is interning that I see these old-timey bulbs popping up everywhere as decor. They certainly are not being used to light a space, to get the old feel and see the filament you need to keep the wattage low. Now for the silly….. I’ve even seen the old-timey bulbs as LED……
Until you stay the night at a blast from the past. Staying the night at the main hotel in downtown Rock Island, even with the very nice updates, is a bit of a throwback. It reminded me of the hotels I would stay at when I was a kid, elevators with backlit pictures of the…
Conferences can be both exhilarating and difficult…. Pick the wrong class and well… the mind wanders. A little bit of mental downtime – forced to sit in one place for 2 hours and not use your phone is good for the soul. And sometimes I notice interesting things.
I can hear the water breaking and feel the sand in my toes. At least the sun is out today.
It doesn’t matter whether the restaurant is old or new, small or large… usually, there is some part that is really unique. The old ones, that we would frequent as kids, had the time to test Americanize interpretation of “China”. This style probably goes all the way back to the 20s…. you know…. octagonal windows, bamboo everything,…
The farther apart they are the more they seem to communicate. It has been interesting noticing how the conversation has changed between the kids with our oldest of to school. The family of 3 months ago is gone, passed into the ages like crawling turns to walking. Not bad, mind you, just change which has…
