Consider this my out of office
Ok party people. I’m off to heaven on earth (Aruba). Picture to make you jealous upon my return. For now, here’s a good one from my last trip.

Ok party people. I’m off to heaven on earth (Aruba). Picture to make you jealous upon my return. For now, here’s a good one from my last trip.
I imagine your initial reaction is “what the hell? Fear of MOUNTAINS?” I’m not all crazy. My fear started when I earned my head band at Tough Mudder. I mean, when you round the corner after the 7th mile after going up and down this mountain about 10 times [read: legs burning] and you see…
I love spending time at the driving range. Thinking is not encouraged. There’s no crisis to address or time limit. This is what happens in the awkward space between my ears when I’m there: Keep your eye on the ball the whole time not just when you plan to swing. Missed the ball that time.…
When I write, there’s no inflection to make sure I’m coming across as funny. There’s no opportunity to read your eyes and make sure you get the joke. There’s no moment for me to clarify if I offend you. I think that means I’m blogging. I think that means I have to leave the judgment…
I just signed up for a Tough Mudder race. Haven’t heard of it before? Watch this. “If you can do this – you can do anything you put your heart and your mind to.” Seriously. I’m doing that. Let’s face it. I’m not a runner. I can’t do even one pull up without some assistance.…