Tag: flying
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death in 2B

This is a true story (well all my stories are true) and this one is morbid. In August, my husband and I flew from Munich to Boston. We go to our seats, 3A and 3B before anyone else boarded the plane as my husband is singularly obsessed with protecting his “property rights” in the overhead…
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heavy competition
My husband and I regularly engage in friendly competitions. Who can work out more often and work out the hardest? Him. Who can lose the most weight in a day? He can. Who is funnier? Pretty sure it’s me but somehow he garnered my daughter’s vote and claimed victory. Who gives a better toast at…
