I’ve been in the oil and gas business for a decade. In that entire decade, I have never flown straight into Williston, North Dakota. A flight from Houston Intergalactic Airport typically connects in Denver followed by a three-hour layover. Then you walk out onto the tarmac, board a puddle jumper, greet the 18-year-old pilot who is earning valuable air time he needs for graduation at the local junior college. After
In honor of Mother’s Day, I dug out an oldie but goodie from several years back. Enjoy! This is my mom Linea. To answer your question—yes. She always looks glamorous. And no—she was not wearing a giant floppy beach hat for an impromptu Kentucky Derby party. This is typical accessorizing on a Tuesday afternoon for Linea.
Snow days are rare in Texas, so when one comes around, we shut the schools and businesses. This is completely due to the fact that none of us know how to drive in flurries. I’m in Hallsville, celebrating my sister’s birthday today. And since we are officially snowed in, I thought it would be helpful for those of you dealing with real snow in the north, for me to share
This: Plus this: (notice the tiny little feet in the middle…) When you do this:
