Month: March 2011
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Mother on the Orient Express: Part Five (The Train)
We only had one night on the Orient Express. You could go longer. You could start in Rome and have two nights on the train (and if I could do this again, and had much more money, this would be it.)
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It’s Not That Scary: Shooting a Gun
I’m not sure how Jason got it into his head that I needed to shoot a gun. I know that he’s not the only person in my life who assumed I would enjoy such a thing. Chris Huff, a weapons expert, has wanted to take me to a shooting range for years. It’s only his…
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Mother on the Orient Express: Part Four (Venice)
Before I continue, I need to take a moment to compliment every single person who works for the brand that is Orient Express. Their attention to detail is phenomenal, but my travel agent Heather was so spectacular that I wrote letters of praise to anyone who would listen. So when I’m about to complain about…
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“I’m sure you’ll get it. I mean, look at you.”
What I said last year to the nervous guy sitting next to me in a FOX waiting area who was there to audition for Glee. He turned out to be Chord Overstreet. I now feel okay with all the objectifying I was mentally doing to him and his guitar case. Because I was right.
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Mother on the Orient Express: Part Three
Yesterday would have been my parents’ 37th wedding anniversary. It made me remember how there was supposed to be a third person on this trip with my mom. Dad.