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Musings

“Why are you here?”

March 25, 2015 By Caroline Peterson

I will never forget that question, because I couldn’t quite find a good answer. In the spring of 2007, I was driving back to the office with a coworker after an absurd meeting with a client. She had recently started at our small Michigan agency and I was explaining my background, which included having an internship in London for 6 months. She asked me a bit about it because she loved to travel as well.

I’m sure my eyes lit up when speaking for my love of London or all things British. I still swoon for those rolling English hills and I was just there 2 years ago. Or maybe I started mumbling about how I was supposed to meet Prince William then but it never worked out. Either way, I must have left an impression because she caught me quite off-guard.

“Why are you here, Caroline?”

I couldn’t give a good enough answer. I couldn’t think of a solitary reason…why I was here. Not even my now ex-boyfriend was a reason for me to stay and deep down I knew that.

I stumbled over my words and ended up just saying, “I don’t know.”

I kind of wanted to punch the bright-eyed newbie in her pretty face for making me question my life so much in the blink of an eye.

I just didn’t know why.

The project management job I had at that marketing agency didn’t provide a viable path for advancement (obviously) and ultimately, it wasn’t what I wanted to be doing. Sure I had ideas of what I wanted to do, but more often than not, I knew what I didn’t like…and I was doing just that.

I accepted a job offer about a year after that innocent gal dared to asked me why I was still in Michigan. It seemed a step in the right direction, but I quickly saw it wasn’t a good fit.

Like most people though, I didn’t do much about it. I was being paid well enough. The now hubster and I were looking into various countries to visit and dreaming of adventures. Egypt was at the top of our list. I was keeping myself busy by imagining what else was out there.

Instead of seeking out what would really fulfill me and not just what was comfortable, you know what really made me reevaluate my life?

I got laid-off.

Me and 20% of the company. (And a huge part of Metro-Detroit.)

BAM! An entire auto-industry, in the shitter. Here’s your severance package. Here’s your office stuff. Thanks for playing.

You aren’t supposed to feel a mixture of relief and bitterness as you walk back to your car and swipe your parking pass through the gate one last time. But I did.

My heart couldn’t let me go back to that dynamic. It’s hard to describe to people who so fervently dismiss exploring your dreams for something more consistent and comfortable. But I knew it wasn’t for me. Sure the paycheck was, but that sort of grind wasn’t. Not one that sucked my soul and creativity.

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At a crossroads, I chose to be perpetually poor for years and decided to go back to school for broadcast and media arts, something I always wanted to explore more. If I’m being honest, I still debate to this day as I pay back my student loans if it was worth it, as I’m sure many of you do. Sure I gained great skills, but nothing tangible besides my freelance work was panning out afterwards.

I was in a holding pattern of part time jobs, school and freelance work that weren’t career paths while the hubster applied for medical schools. I kept writing here, in retrospect, probably as an outlet. I knew there was an end. I held onto that little fleck of life until I squeezed every last bit of hope out of it I could.

When we moved down to Fort Lauderdale 2.5 years ago, much to the husband’s chagrin and our bank accounts, I stuck to my guns about jobs I would apply for. With a decade of marketing experience, I could mold myself into a lot of positions that were similar to what I had done before. But I knew I would be miserable, eventually. I had to trust my gut, even at the behest of more arguments.

When I applied for my current job as a copywriter that involved enough writing to make my heart swell, I knew I had found a solid direction and I was right where I needed to be. All my marketing experience and each track I’ve taken in between had conspired to get me here. I also work with people who say fuck a lot. So, basically, I’m right where I need to be.

Today, I’m happy at my job (more often than not) and I’ve worked really hard to set up a life that allows for traveling around the world just for funzies. Something my heart desperately, desperately needs. And also something that the former “comfortable” life didn’t leave much room for.

Now if I can write about my travels, we’d be set. Oh wait, that’s what this here blog is.

What is my point in this little, cushy feel-good story?

Don’t let some pretty, fresh-faced college grad make you question your life. Take the reigns and ask yourself now, “Why are you here?” If you can’t find a good answer, get crackin’!

Even if that means you stumble along the way, you take jobs that are below your pay grade, you volunteer in something that’s interested you for years, take a class you’ve been meaning to try or even if you are left looking back wondering if you should have tried something different. Who cares? Try it. I’m a prime example of trying it and it working out.

I questioned myself nearly every step of the way. The tauntings of the comfortable life while we were flat broke left me wondering if this direction I was going was right or justified. I looked at the hubster and felt pure and utter guilt. I kept the easy way at bay when some days I just wanted the easy answer. Sure there are aspect of my every day job that are quite “normal”, but I set it up on my terms and waited for something that felt right, not just comfortable.

I’m not just a bumbling mess when having to explain why I’m here.

I did it. I dug my fake leopard heels in and did it. That’s why.

Why are you here if not to experience this wonderful life as you see fit?

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Filed Under: Musings, Soapbox

You seem so happy.

January 21, 2015 By Caroline Peterson

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Recently, I’ve had close friends, friends I haven’t spoken with in years, former colleagues and even acquaintances tell me that I just “seem so happy.” I’m not kidding when I say I’ve gotten emails, text messages and Facebook messages about this little blog letting me know how great it is (thank you!) and how happy I seem.

It got me thinking.

What about my life has changed that has made me so happy? Was it anything in particular? What could I narrow it down to? I was surprised at how easily I summed it up. That tends to happen when you’re the introspective-type. It truly came down to 2 things.

  1. Pushing past my comfort zone.

  2. Backing away from negative people in my life.

(Did you think I’d say having the man of my dreams by my side? While he contributes to my happiness, if you’re looking for a dude to find your happiness, you’ll always be searching for it.)

I digress. Those 2 items seem so easy, right? The reality is it’s been a culmination of years of being aware of this and consciously working towards it. It’s the product of a perfect storm of sorts in my life from years ago. I wasn’t always happy. I even look back on some of the things I said in my cloud of negativity and cringe. My spirit was broken. I was truly and utterly lost. I wrote about it here.

 

Pushing past my comfort zone

In July of 2012, we moved to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Read: The hubster started medical school and dragged me kicking and screaming. I was miserable our first few months here. I felt like I’d never adjust, I couldn’t ever fit in, I’d never stop sweating in the humidity and that I’d forever be the nice, midwestern gal begging for good customer service that is lacking in South Florida. I missed my friends and thought they had forgotten about me. I missed the comfort of being home.

The truth was Ft. Lauderdale was my new home and I needed to get used to the new comfortable. My new comfort zone.

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2.5 years later and I can’t imagine leaving this place.

Sure, the drivers here still scare me. Sure, I have to move mountains to get some projects done that depend on a customer service response.

But, I now love it here. It has forever changed me, in such a good way.

For someone that lived abroad alone, I sure carried around my security blanket of my own little apartment and circle of friends nearby. So moving 1,500 miles pushed me out of my comfort zone.

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I’m so incredibly thankful it woke me up, showed me that I needed to change.

You see, living in Michigan became incredibly predictable. I never had aspirations to move back to the city I grew up in and start a family and, for lack of a better phrase, “settle down,” like some of my friends did. These are very happy people too! It happened slowly over time, but in what felt like a blink of an eye, I was on the outside; not having babies, not being married, not looking for a mortgage.

It didn’t interest me.

I felt slowly nudged out because I couldn’t offer much in what the conversation had changed to. I realize now that friends can maintain friendships while being married and having babies. But for the ones who couldn’t—I took it personally. I wasn’t invited to playdates (where most of my girlfriends socialized) because, well, hey, I lacked a kid. I wasn’t invited to weekends away because my then boyfriend, now husband, and I didn’t have kids. And yes, I was told as much. Perhaps we’d be the odd couple out? I’m not sure. Either way, it hurt. But these were my friends, my comfort zone.

In the 6 months before we moved, I realized the writing was on the wall with some of my friendships. Of course dynamics change with marriages and babies, but I was at the point of wondering if some people would even say goodbye to us when we moved.

I needed a change and, man, moving sure puts friendships in perspective.

It was a harsh reality, especially the longer I was away and with the huge milestones I had like: landing a job I love, getting married and traveling more.

The universe pushed me out of my comfort zone to the beaches of Ft. Lauderdale and showed me just what could happen.

Authentic friendships survived. New friendships blossomed. I traveled more, even alone in Portugal. Blogging once again took a front seat in my life.

Once that ball started rolling, it hasn’t stopped. Making one change set everything in motion.

I promise if you focus on pushing through your comfort zone (even kicking and screaming) beautiful things will happen.

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Backing away from negative people in my life.

As my tune changed with pushing through my comfort zone, I became more confident. Especially in my ability to know who was a good, supportive nugget in my life…and who wasn’t. In reality, I probably thought more of some relationships than the other person did. Hey, it happens.

It was all excuses for some, one after the other as to why support wasn’t given, why it was so tough to coordinate beforehand, why a call or text wasn’t made…why they didn’t show up. The silence often spoke louder.

It was then I realized it was all negative noise.

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I had to back away from these relationships. Know and love how they once were, forgive (or try to) feeling taken advantage of and move on. This is something I still struggle with. People who constantly take advantage, whether they realize it or not, can suck the soul out of a relationship.

It was time to let go. Not in callous way, just appreciating the lessons learned; waving goodbye while smiling at the good times that were had.

I had to learn, the hard way, as anyone who is a glutton for hoping things change or the other person will finally understand, that some people are just plain toxic. Even family.

You know those people who no matter how much advice you offer, how often you try to make them feel special, how many times you go out of your way to help, they will always and forever be their own worst enemy? They aren’t worth your frustration.

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I worried so much about burning bridges that I kept a toxic person in my life at the simple cost of my confidence and often, my health. I’m here to tell you it isn’t worth it. You don’t owe anyone an explanation as to why you’re cutting him or her out if all they bring into your life is strife and a constant character assessment that leaves you wondering if you’re a good person.

You are. I promise.

You are allowed to walk away.

You are. I promise.

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You know those relationships you have in your life that pop into your head when something goes wrong? “Oh, great. I can just see so-and-so laughing at me and my misfortune right now.”

Cut the negativity out. Why surround yourself with such judgmental asshats?

I have personally experienced what it feels like to work hard for great goals, only to be reminded on a consistent basis that someone “wishes things like that happened” to them or even things I’ve accomplished being met with some snarky, cynical, gloomy reactions.

Back away. Back slowly away.

People go through bad phases, sure. Just keep in mind if your happy life is being belittled by someone, it speaks more about them than you.

In the couple years that I’ve made the conscious decision to leave the negative noise, I cannot tell you how positive the change has been. It’s honestly hard to put into words. Pushing it out opens up so much more room for productive, positive feelings. I’m genuinely happy when I see or hear good things happening to my friends.

When my husband started dating me, he fell in love with a confident, well-spoken, outgoing woman and sadly years ago he also witnessed as I withered away into negativity, surrounding myself with unreliable relationships. He is the first to point out the change or, perhaps to put it better, the leveling of the playing field with my choices.

I am so much happier because I know I am enough. Me. Caroline. As I am.

You are too. I promise.

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I try not to reflect on my travels outside of travel-specific posts, but the most important thing traveling has taught me is how little you need to be happy. If you spend any more than one mili-second dwelling in your comfort zone or negativity, it’s one mili-second too long.

(Sure, I need to take my own advice on that sometimes too. I’m not perfect.)

Just know that all it takes is one step towards pushing your limits; making one change can set everything in motion towards a world full of happiness that you without a doubt, wholeheartedly,  deserve.

You do. I promise.

Filed Under: Confessions, Mental Health, Musings, Soapbox

Lean, Mean 2015

January 4, 2015 By Caroline Peterson

They say if you don’t write down your goals, they are merely just dreams that will never be achieved. Or something hokey and bullshitty like that.

I’m not a big New Years Resolution gal. Probably because by day 3 I’ve already broken one of them and by day 30 I’m right back in the comfort zone I was in the previous year. So I don’t like saying, “This is it. This is the year. This is the new me!”

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I sort of like me and stuff anyway.

That said, there are things I’d like to achieve in 2015 beyond the typical “lose weight” goals.

2015 Goals

Blog

  • Join a blog network and start expanding readers. I wanted to wait 6 months after re-vamping my blog to do this, in order to have readers and an accumulation of posts. Now is the time.
  • Gain more followers on Twitter and Facebook. While I’ve mainly focused on Facebook, I want to include Twitter more. #hashtagsareyourfriend
  • Choose one medium for all my social networks, that can push blog posts to all of them. Any suggestions, friends?
  • Include more videos. You all can’t WAIT to see my pretty face. I’m looking for a good WordPress widget for videos. Any suggestions, friends?
  • Write more about “travel hacking.” Sounds interesting, doesn’t it? It is.
  • Gain more freelance writing work. I make a living as a copywriter and want to put those skills to more use with freelance writing gigs beyond my blog.
  • Feature sponsored posts, guest writers and perhaps open up advertisements. I go back and forth with advertising on my blog, but it’s something to at least explore. I don’t want to take away from the authenticity of this site. It has to be a good fit.

Life

  • Travel somewhere new in July. The hubster has the month of July off. I gave him a deadline of mid-January to choose where we should go and I’ll plan it all. I’M SO EXCITED!
  • Read a damn book. I write for a living, so obviously, reading is a huge part of that. Sometimes the last thing I want to do is read a book when I get home after I’ve proofed presentation after presentation for Art Directors. Last year, I only read travel books.  Lame-o.
  • Give up TV for one month. AHH! Even writing that makes me sad. I want to test it out and see how much or little it affects my life. I’m a huge boob tube fan. This is going to suck.
  • Learn more Spanish. I live in South Florida. I work with some amazing Latinos who are always testing my Spanish. I bought Rosetta Stone and will pick it back up in no time. Wish me buena suerte!

Health

  • Lose 15 pounds. It’s doable for me. Baby steps. I don’t want to put out a high number into the universe and then beat myself up when I don’t achieve it. When I hit 15 and want to lose more, I’ll decide that number then.
  • Incorporate more lifting in my workouts. Right now it’s all running while training for the half-marathon. I need to strength train more, I feel so much better and my clothes fit so much better when I lift.
  • Allow myself to buy pre-packaged meals. I’m a stickler for making things from scratch, but if I need to throw in a bag of pre-packaged brown rice into the microwave in order to save time and not just “give in” and order out, I’ll allow it. Same with pre-cut veggies. Notice pre-packaged doesn’t necessarily mean pumped with preservatives and awful for you. Guys, I don’t allow microwave popcorn in our household (because it’s AWFUL for you) so this is a big step. Balance, my friends. Balance.
  • Run 2 half-marathons. Yup. I’m putting it out in the universe. TWO. Last year after I completed my goal of running my first half marathon, I just stopped running long distances for months. Not good. I’m finding another one after my half in February.
  • Get up each morning at 6am. That used to be my norm. But lately it’s definitely taken a back seat to staying up late and “sleeping in” until 7:30. I want to start my day off right. Chill, eat breakfast, workout, read emails, update blogs, etc. etc.
  • Eat less meat. I used to be vegan, believe it or not. Sadly, I found it nearly impossible to maintain when we moved to Florida. I loved how I felt and want to capture that again by aiming to eat less animals.
  • Letting go of guilt. This may be a post for another time, but I’m a glutton for making myself feel awful about making a decision I know is in my or my family’s best interest but may hurt/offend/upset others. I have to move past it better.

That should do it. Not too shabby.

What do you think—any words of advice? What are some of your goals for 2015?

Filed Under: Musings, Soapbox

2014 Year in Review

December 30, 2014 By Caroline Peterson

2014 was the year I decided to take the reigns and revamp this here blog. In July, I hit “Publish” and I’m so glad I did. I want to take a brief moment and thank you for your readership and encouragement. Redesigning the blog wasn’t an easy task, but writing, well, writing is something I love and having you as an audience made the redesign that much easier.

So, thank you. From the bottom of my heart.

Let’s review what you guys read, what you guys liked, what you guys said and also some of my favorite things from this year. Sorry, it’s not like Oprah. I’m not giving you thousands of dollars worth of my favorite things. Just some kick ass writing!

2014 Year in Review

Top Posts

  1. Sport Bra Review for Big Boobs
  2. When Weight Holds You Back
  3. La Gordita
  4. You Will Always be too Much of Something for Someone
  5. Lay off me I’m Starving

It looks like you find something relatable about body image or weight struggles. Oh and boobs. You guys like boobs. It also didn’t hurt that Enell posted my blog on their Facebook page!

Funny enough, I get asked IRL (In Real Life, for all you non-geeks) about traveling much more than anything else. That doesn’t show up in the top 5, but still ranks in posts. If you want me to write more about travel, pipe up or comment and as always, share this blog with any friends.

Most Searched Terms

  1. Slutty Costumes
  2. Be soft do not let the world make you hard
  3. Costume castle eskimo costume
  4. Bear with me
  5. Caroline Made This

I know. I know what you’re thinking. What in the…? You see, there was a funny post I wrote in 2012 around Halloween about the most ridiculously slutty Halloween costumes and how absurd I found them. People still search for that shit. And people somehow still land here. Hi pervs!

Top Social Network Referrals

  1. Facebook
  2. Pinterest
  3. Twitter
  4. LinkedIn

Pinterest was a surprise. I definitely should be adding more of my “How To” tutorials that I used to post here.

Top Countries Trying to Hack My Site

  1. China
  2. Ukraine
  3. Brazil

Yes, nerd-jerks try to hack my site and put lines of code for malware. It’s not uncommon for anyone who has a site. I work hard to protect this here blog.

Favorite Comments

Great video from the TSA! I hope we don't have to start taking our ice skates off at security now though… That would really slow me down. – Kendra on Off to the Frozen, Cold Tundra

people seem to be on their worst behavior when they are in airports or airplanes…very selfish and irrational! everyone besides me of course. :) – kristin on How to Survive Holiday Travel

Love that you are just so real. I'm patiently waiting for a publisher or screenwriter to snatch you up. xoxo – Judi on You Will Always be Too Much of Something for Someone

You clearly cared enough to comment. Feel free to take your rude comments elsewhere. — care's actual friends who don't need to hide behind fake names – Jennie on Lay Off Me I'm Starving

Bitch is the new black, baby! Don't ever change. :) – Emily on The Bitch List

…I'm glad you read it and connected with me. I followed your link, found your blog and I couldn't stop reading. You are hilarious! Your hubby is one lucky man. I'll be following your adventures on Twitter and Instagram. – James on Travel Woes: Delayed Baggage & Stolen Goods

The only real danger in wearing the dress is that you might start a fire. SMOKIN' HOT, GUUURL. – Rheyn on When Weight Holds You Back

Obviously, flattery will get you everywhere with me. Thanks for all the comments this year, even those that didn’t “make the cut.”

Biggest Achievements

Running my first half-marathon

Traveling solo in Portugal for a couple days

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Adjusting to the hubster’s 3rd year of med school clinical rotations

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Writing this here blog

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Advancing in my job as a copywriter

(No pics to protect the innocent.)

Favorite Moments

Shenanigans at Disney with these weirdos

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Meeting this nugget

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4th of July festivities

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Meeting up with these gals in Spain

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When the hubster surprised me on Thanksgiving

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8.5 miles with my favorite

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Healthy Habits to Continue

Pushing the negative away

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Getting out of my comfort zone

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Being happy with me

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Letting go of unreliable friendships

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Moving towards minimalist

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Taking a different path

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2014 was a pretty killer year, wouldn’t you say? During all of it (from July to December), I was happy to share my good times and (some) bad with you here.

Thank you for reading and thank you for sharing in my love of writing. Truly, thank you.

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Here’s to another great year and more adventures in 2015!

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Filed Under: Confessions, Funny, Musings, Soapbox

Holiday Roundup

December 28, 2014 By Caroline Peterson

I’m not entirely sure why December is giving my immune system a run for its white blood cells, but I can only have so many green smoothies a day before I want to barf. I had a nasty stomach bug two weeks ago and thought I successfully avoided the plague going around the office.

Nope.

My immune system was probably pretty wrecked after the stomach bug and the day before I left for Minnesota, I knew I had a cold. Which has turned into a snotty infection, taking away my voice and, you know, actually tasting food.

I don’t “do” sick, you guys. I’m not sick that often. I’m about as healthy as they come, constantly pumping in vitamins, trying to eat right and obviously exercising. I have a history of getting sick right before I travel on big trips.

  1. Our wedding in England. I’m sure stress didn’t contribute to that…
  2. Our honeymoon in Thailand and Cambodia. Some people experience an adverse reaction to the typhoid vaccine. Guess who won that lottery?

Anyway, I’m currently sitting here typing this not feeling a whole lot better and hoping I can recover sometime soon back to my normal healthy self.

All that said, I’ve trudged through with antibacterial gel and Kleenex in-hand and enjoyed my Christmas in Minnesota. Yes, it was cold, but I actually was totally okay. Those 20+ years in Michigan did some good. I hope you enjoy the pics.

Had a lovely take-off.

A photo posted by Caroline (@carolinemadethis) on Dec 12, 2014 at 1:17pm PST

 

Enjoyed my upgrade.

What? You don't watch Guardians of the Galaxy in First Class while enjoying a Bloody Mary? How lame.
What? You don’t watch Guardians of the Galaxy in First Class while enjoying a Bloody Mary? How lame.

 

Took selfies to send the Hubster at church.

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Laughed at different versions of a “sippy cup.” IMG_4129 Had a delicious Christmas Eve dinner. IMG_4122 Chased this penguin butt around.

Penguin butt. #MerryChristmas

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Returned to being a 10 year old.

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Laughed around the tree opening presents.

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We Facetimed with the Hubster stuck on-call. (no pic, sadly, he looks cute in scrubs)

Hid from Cara’s camera.

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Looked adorable.

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Had a delicious Christmas dinner with the fun fam.

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“Will this make your blog so we'll be famous?”

 

Sent sick selfies to the Hubster. Like literally, sick.

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Said goodbye and goodnight to my favorite nugget.

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Sat around the tree chit-chatting while the snow fell before I hit the hay for my flight.

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3 hours of sleep later, we headed to the airport and I said goodbye to this white stuff.

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Got on the earliest flight home yesterday morning so I could have a belated Christmas with the hubster before he went on-call the next day (today).

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It’s been a whirlwind few days.

Here’s to a healthier time next week to ring in the New Year.

I’m thinking of doing a Year in Review post for the blog. Is that something you’d dig?

Filed Under: Musings, Soapbox

Off to the Frozen, Cold Tundra

December 23, 2014 By Caroline Peterson

I live here.

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Ft. Lauderdale

 

I’m going here.

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NOT Ft. Lauderdale

 

My family owes me.

Tomorrow I’m off for the frozen, cold tundra of Minneapolis. It will be a quick trip, but one that was deemed appropriate since we didn’t have plans and the hubster is on-call on Christmas. Plus, Christmas alone with my ginger cat didn’t sound as appealing as spending it with THIS little nugget.

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Oh yeah and I needed just a few more MQDs to make my Delta status for next year.

Love you, family!

Last night I asked the hubster where all our sweaters were. No, I’m not joking. These are very foreign objects in South Florida. He pulled out a box of his from under the bed of all his sweaters, you know, that have yet to be worn. After fumbling through them we determined I must have donated all my sweaters because, you know, I don’t wear them. It was a ploy to never live in a cold state again. Shhhhh.

So layers for me! Weeeee.

Flying on Christmas Eve isn’t ideal, but I have a non-stop flight and I’m well prepared because I know How To Survive Holiday Travel. The holiday travel Gods liked me enough to get me upgraded for my flight already!

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Did you see the TSA even got in the holiday spirit with this hilarious video? When government organizations can make fun of themselves, I call that a win.

I’m looking forward to quality family time, but I also can’t wait to get back and celebrate a belated Christmas with the hubster. He’s sort of my favorite.

To all my friends and family near and far: safe travels and I hope you have a wonderful holiday!

Filed Under: Musings, Travel

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