Making Lemonade

I have been traveling for three weeks. I had three suitcases in my home office in various stages of packing/unpacking. All of my trips were fabulous — until it came time to come home from the final one. My journey home from Las Vegas this week surpassed my 1989 trip-from-hell (okay, it was from Wichita to Syracuse via St. Louis, not hell), the day I spent a week in the St. Louis airport.

But I’ve learned a lot since 1989. Like about lemonade and toads. I will be sharing my experiences over the next couple of weeks.