Travel – JENN'S LENZ

I'm easily distracted by life, I'm verbose (and I overuse parentheses.) Here's proof.

Moving day, unopened boxes and stuff

Habitat for Humanity was here loading steadily for a solid hour this morning and I need a nap. That was

My trip to Rodez started with a hug goodbye outside the train station in Bordeaux with request “text me from

Running (through my head): 0600 is early. Where is my other shoe? Why aren’t my shoes in the same place?

…he said. And so I booked a ticket. And I’m on my way to meet up with, for all intents

“What do you mean ‘make a face.’ What kind of face?” A silly face. “I will not.” Gram, just make

I strong-armed my grandma over the phone this afternoon. I’m not sorry about it, either. Here’s how it went down. (I

Dear NYC Transit authority, Hi. I’m Jenn. The one singing Social Distortion on the World Trade Center bound E train?

(As he thrusts his chin up and in my direction) “Whoawh! Wheh you from? You tawwlk like you’re not from

Ever have the kind of day that leaves you so emotionally exhausted you find yourself sobbing (and singing) when Air

Back in late December when I had dinner at their house (thanks again, Carole and Roger for the hospitality) I