Home once more

I got home about 10:00 last night. My final seminar lasted until noon, and I had a tight connection in Houston. Of course Houston had traffic problems, so we got parked on the runway in NOLA.

By the time we got there, we had to run from one plane to the other, but we made it. This left me in a position of having the standard powdered egg breakfast at my hotel, and nothing else all day. I planned on a burger in Houston.

I avoided sitting by the weirdo, or the rowdy children on the planes. Everything was good until the last plane, Houston to Boise. This is when the lady who marinated in perfume sat beside me. I sneezed the whole way home.

It was a good trip. I went to some good seminars, volunteered for a few projects, and got to see some old friends from other states. Even got my one night out for a decent meal.

The dogs were happy to see me. We had to play with all their toys today. I woke up to this in my back yard.

If the weather allows it, I could have some peaches this summer. I don’t see any bees yet, so I hope a few show up.

I worked up shticks for two more Lisa Burton Radio interviews and got them out the door. I have a dozen I could work on, but don’t see the value in creating a backlog when it comes time to post them.

I also wrote and scheduled my next item on Story Empire. I tried to simplify a complex issue, so we’ll see how it comes across. I added one photo, but it doesn’t seem sexy enough for Story Empire. I may find another image and squeeze it in. It doesn’t post for another week.

Now I have to baby my sourdough starter. My wife kept it fed, but it looks like it took a hit. I’ll have it in baking shape in a week.

Many of you asked about Laurie’s trick for the Charlie horses. This was down in the comments the other day. She said to place a bar of soap under the bottom sheet near where I got all the cramps. I tried it, and did not get any more Charlie horses. I toned down the long walks, and drank more water, so I can’t say for sure if the soap made the difference, but there were no more cramps.

I googled this and it’s a real thing. I don’t care so much about the science behind it. If it lets me sleep and gets rid of the cramps, I’m all over it. Thank you, Laurie.


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38 responses to “Home once more

  1. Glad you’re home safe! β™₯

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  2. Thanks for the tips on Charlie horses! Welcome back!

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  3. Welcome home and good to hear about the Charlie horse cure. Though I do wish they gave the thing another name. πŸ˜› I’ve been there with the perfume person on a plane. Haven’t decided if that’s better or worse than the person who reeks of pungent foods.

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  4. Craig β€” Remember to keep “scoring” the soap periodically or you’ll be back in crampsville πŸ™‚

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  5. I have to say in the 50 years of business travel I have had to put up with every type weirdo you can get. I feel your pain.

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  6. I’m with you, if it works, who cares why. Old Wives like myself definitely don’t care.
    I don’t enjoy the smell of people in public. Even if it’s a nice scent, if it stays after you leave, it’s a no for me. I’m one of those people who think I should have to be rather intimate with someone to smell them.
    So, welcome home! πŸ™‚

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  7. That is a lovely peach tree! (and thanks for the cramp cure!)

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  8. What a beautiful sight to wake up to! Just beautiful. Maybe Spring is finally here. Glad you made it home in one piece. Traveling can be arduous.

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  9. Welcome back!

    Your yard looks beautiful. My peach trees broke into bloom last week. We never get the fruit, though, because the birds peck them out of the trees before they are ready to be picked (my trees aren’t that big yet).

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  10. Welcome back! I bet Frankie and Otto have been glued to you. πŸ™‚

    The plane ride from Houston sounds dreadful. I remember a return trip from a conference in Chicago when I had a restless kid behind me who kicked my seat the whole flight home. On top of it, I had a wretched cold and it rained through the whole flight. One of my worst flying experiences.

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  11. Glad you’re home – bet Frankie and Otto were happy to see you! Like Mae, both on planes and at the movie theater, I always get the person behind me who kicks my seat.

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  12. Ooh, I hate, just hate it when someone with overpowering scent sits next to me – and you can’t do a damn thing about it! Beautiful tree! Hope the bees get to it!

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  13. Well, I’m glad your dogs were happy to see you! I have a jack ass cat who ignores me for a few days and sleeps on my man’s side of the bed because he knows it annoys me when I come home from a work trip… He’s a jerk. Lol! And I’ll have to try that soap trick! What a weird idea! But, if it works.. I’m in!

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  14. Wow. Really? My husband has neuropathy in one leg and gets wicked Charlie Horses. Thanks for the tip. I’ll have to try that. Does it matter which soap?

    Love the peach tree. The blooms look so beautiful. I can’t wait to have some color around here. It’s all so blah.

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    • Laurie never told me any specific brand. She suggested one of those thin hotel soaps. She said you have to rough it up after a while to keep it working. I googled it, and there seems to be some basis for it working. That article suggested lavender soap. I don’t know if it worked, or maybe all the water I drank played a role, but my charlie horses went away.


  15. I saw almost no bees last year, and none so far this year. I’m hoping it’s just the cold weather, and not something more sinister.

    Bumblebees seem to be the exception, I have seen them around.

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