So the last time me, my sister Teresa and Ginger saw Kenny Chesney in concert, I got second degree burns from some bizarre chemical reaction to the sunscreen I applied. Granted, it didn’t help that we were out in the sun for two days straight, going from music festival to music festival ...
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Greetings and salutations from Cape Henlopen and my beach cottage on wheels, Aolani (ah-oh-LAH-nee) the Airstream. In ...
“Never, ever, ever give up.” – Charlie Brown… For some absolutely crazy and illogical reason, one day in ...
It’s a valid question, whether or not Delmarva is even a word. I hear it a lot. Growing up a Delawarean, the word to me ...
While in Rock Hall, Maryland, I was so lucky to find the great folks over at Chester River Seafood (commercial & retail ...
There’s an adage that it’s not the destination, it’s the journey. Well my birthday started off in quite ...
No, no, I didn’t sell the house. Or my boat for that matter, despite numerous indirect attempts at sinking it. I just ...