Up is down, down is up

I generally despise traveling. Long road trips make me recoil, and plane rides have my legs feeling cramped before I even board the bird.

Right now, though, I wish I was 35,000 miles above the ground.

My and Kaity’s wedding date is fast approaching – Sept. 4 is right around the corner. Final plans are being wrapped up and arrangements made, but I’m lucky to remember what day it is each morning. There are too many balls in the air for my narrowly-focused brain to make sense of it all.

I’m currently working on the Sept. 9 edition of the Sentinel-News. We’ll be on our honeymoon when it prints, bu...