Some of my greatest adventures in life have been traveling with my sister, Sandy. She hates to be bothered by maps, instructions, or directions.
We had rented a cabin in Eagle River, Wi. The “girls” were taking too long to get ready, so Art and Michael said they would go on ahead and open up the cabin. They said they might do a little fly fishing to get warmed up. We promised we would be close behind them. Continue reading
For some reason, I seem to be at the basis for all the Sidetracked Sisters’ memories of getting lost. Imagine that? One of my many experiences of getting lost was a complete cluster. Continue reading
I pride myself on being great with directions. I can’t recall a single time I’ve been lost when I’m driving. (Now if Mom is driving – that’s an entirely different story). Even as a kid, I’ve always paid attention to things as we were traveling from one place to another. Continue reading
This is a random friendly Irish cow that said “Hello” and made us feel welcome while traveling the beautiful country roads.
What is a common fear when traveling?
Getting lost. Yup. Been there done that…
But it wasn’t as big of a problem as I had feared.
It was on our trip to Ireland. Mom and Melanie flew in first and rented a car. They got to our rental house first. Michelle and I rented our own car. We were told to rent a larger car with automatic transmission. The thinking was, if you have to think about driving on the left side of the road, shifting gears would be one more thing to think about. Continue reading
So, here she is at the beginning of the summer.
It was the summer of 1986. I drove my brown 1972 Mercury Comet to Washington DC for a Church Leadership training conference.
Having my own car gave me an awesome feeling of independence and freedom!
I drove daily to work and felt familiar with the traffic near the University of Maryland, College Park, campus where I was staying. Continue reading
As the rain came pelting down, the car windows kept steaming up. The rhythm of the windshield wipers acted like a hypnotic metronome keeping time to the raindrops and the fog. Continue reading
Fortunately, I have been in only one really nasty car crash. I was seventeen, in the car with my boyfriend, now husband, and another couple that was in the backseat. We were at the outdoor theatre on a rather chilly summer night. My date and I were having a dispute so I was sitting where I was supposed to be, by the window on the passenger’s side of the car. Continue reading
When someone says “Have you ever been in a car crash?”, immediately I have 2 memories that come to mind. The first involves Grandma Is and the brown Mercury Comet. Continue reading
It is now called a bucket list, I called it dreams, goals, and accomplishments.
I have lots of dreams, never really considered them on a bucket list, but I guess they really were. Continue reading
My Dream Board
I never used to have a bucket list of items I wanted to accomplish, but as I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized there are things I want to accomplish before I die. I’ve included a few items that I’ve already done just because I like to have at least something checked off my list! (Like putting “Make my bed” on a daily to-do list AFTER I’ve already made it!)
