From an isle in the Pacific to the United Kingdom and all the places in between,my journey has included windy deserts,windy beaches,large cities,and tiny towns.It's no wonder that I've grown to love new places and new experiences. Always the new guy, never the expert,but finally becoming comfortable with being different; as odd as a seagull in the mountains,I share perspectives that could only be gained in my own Nikes.
Friday, November 20, 2015
Following Immigration Laws (can give you such a crick in the neck)
So, this morning my oldest daughter, who has been married for a year and is still waiting for her husband's visa so he can move out here, posted this on FB:
Mirror Brains
Here's how my brain works:
A. Need to find my swimsuit.
B. It's probably in the clean pile of clothes in the laundry basket.
C. Clothes have got to be folded anyway, so I'll fold them while "looking for" my swimsuit.
D. Swimsuit has been found and laundry has been folded.
Everyone other brain in this house:
A. Need to find {socks}
B. Dig through clean clothes in laundry basket with not much effort to keep any from falling on the floor.
C. Find two socks that don't match and leave the mess I just created.
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
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