One of the great joys of Jeff's life is researching vacations. He can sit for hours, Googling and review-reading and plotting our destinations. Last week he was hell-bent on Costa Rica. Now he's onto Bermuda. I don't really get involved - it's his bag. Like all household tasks, we divide and conquer.
But, this year, I have to get involved beyond packing and boarding a plane: Time to renew our passports. A few years ago, government officials decided that facial expressions made it difficult to accurately identify travelers - Not sure how, I mean, I'm usually my happiest when I'm about go somewhere great.
Well, I showed them. I smized big times.