Marriott Strikes Again

This as delivered ten minutes after I set my bags down in my hotel room on a quiet Sunday afternoon.

From tiny gestures like this is loyalty built.

#Marriott4Life

Sunday biz travel brunch

Showed up on a busy Sunday afternoon and they sat me right down. They were so fast with an immense iced tea, so accommodating with my obsessive-compulsive substitutions, and so tolerant of my flagrant head cold that after lunch I ordered dinner to go.

The Broken Yolk Cafe is now my official North County (San Diego) bruncherie.

Hauling my fat clothes to the thrift store

This is what happens when your body changes after decades of obesity.

  1. You go through all of your old clothes.
  2. You put everything that is so large that it is clown-like into trash bags.
  3. You fill the back of your truck with the clothes bags
  4. You take it to the Coalition Thrift Store in Ventura.
  5. And then you come home to discover you have nothing to wear.
  6. Honestly, I don’t even know what size I wear anymore.

Not complaining, mind you…