If all goes as planned, you’re reading this and Beth and I are in Gulfport, Florida, a delightful little town fifteen minutes from our oldest daughter’s digs in St. Petersburg. If not, we’re somewhere between New York, 35,000 feet above the Atlantic and where we land in Sarasota. After a 3 hour departure delay, I’m …
I remember what it was like to be at the top of a ski run. After disembarking from the chair lift and just before the surge forward and downhill, there exists a moment unlike no other. No. I take that back. There are other times when I have felt like I was suspended above a …
Thursday, I am leaving for a four day trip to Nashville, Tennessee. Our good friend, Jeff Coplan, has invited me to take part in a cool project that has just the right amount of “zing” to excite and frighten me. CreatiVets is a nonprofit that works with wounded veterans to help them heal via the …
In between my first music career as a saloon singer and my second one as a children’s singer-songwriter, I spent 7 years as a commercial carpet salesman and estimator. Although it was far from the perfect job for me, I did well, eventually making a six figure income in my twenties. As a good employee, …
This past week we finalized our plans to visit Crete, the largest of Greece’s islands, after our 12 days on the mainland. We watched videos made by other travelers in order to determine which sites and cities we might visit (and avoid) and checked out maps to figure out how many possible destinations might align …
I avoid political commentary in this space because ya’ll can get your fill many other places. “Beth and Scott’s Adventure” is about the journeys we take, the people we meet and the inner transformative experiences that take place along that path. But I would feel incredibly dishonest if I did not mention the proverbial elephant …
Our February trip to Oaxaca, Mexico has been put on hold. Due to some unforeseen medical expenses and a lighter than usual winter-spring calendar, we opted to cancel our plans to investigate Mexico as an ex-pat retirement location…for now. Instead, we are going to Lancaster, PA where we will be staying in a stranger’s home …
In the lingo of Adult Children of Alcoholics and Dysfunctional Families, we use a few different archetypes to represent the voices in our heads. The Loving Parent is, obviously, the person we want to run the show, but for most of us it is the Critical Parent who shows up in our lives saying in …
I’ve turned a corner. After years hoping that I would uncover and feel some of the softer emotions available mostly to women, I am finally beginning to experience them myself. Yes – this lumbering lunk of man clay has begun to cry at romance novels. I came here quite by accident. After enjoying 30 or …
I’ll admit it. My main reasons for working out (strength and cardiovascular training) were more about other people than me. I wanted to look good, to receive admiring glances from the opposite sex and, never, ever be embarrassed to wear a bathing suit at the beach. I also wanted to eat what I wanted in …
If I could go back and be a kid, again, there’s one thing that I would change. I’d look at my fears and try to expand my comfort zone beyond my own narrow, limited beliefs. Literally and figuratively, I would take more swings and learn to hit the ball better as a result. Yeah. If …
SUNDAY It’s 10:30pm. Tomorrow morning, our youngest daughter leaves bright and early for Montana. In the afternoon, Beth and I fly back to New York. And Helen will resume life here in St. Petersburg, Florida. In my opinion, today was a magical end to a week without any difficult family drama. Thanks be to God. …
Writing a blog post about my family is tricky. One of our daughters strongly objects to any and all online mentions (unless I don’t mention her name) and both of them are highly sensitive to having too-personal details about their lives broadcasted. I do not always like it but I am trying to comply because …
We are spending Christmas week with our two daughters. “The weather’s gonna be delightful without cold, without rain, without snow!”
When we started this blog and named it, we had a few thoughts in mind. First, we wanted to document the transition from home ownership to traveling vagabonds. Second, we wanted to openly discuss the emotional ups and downs of change and transformation. I have thoroughly enjoyed fulfilling both goals and my intention is to …