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Last January we experienced a huge snowfall overnight that shut down my small community for about 24 hours. I live in a part of the county, where the snow plows and salt trucks show up last. Snow and thick ice on the roads made driving impossible.
That morning my wife Terri and I choose a different path. She knew of a short walk through the woods that would lead us to Starbucks for a latte on that perfect winters day. Taking that path last winter forever changed us. It was one of the most beautiful walks I had ever been on. We have continued with our walk to Starbucks every weekend morning since then. It has evolved into amazing quality time with each other. I have learned to cherish our walks together.
When we are willing to adapt to change and open ourselves to choosing a different path, therein lies the opportunity for a fresh vision. The hope of something brand new, revealing itself in the ordinary.
Victoria, British Columbia, Canada was storybook charming as much as it was beautiful and inviting. I set off on an adventure on the first weekend in August with my wife Terri, to uncover this jewel of Canada inside of 36 hours and I have the pictures to prove it.
There is so much history in Victoria with homes dating back to the early 1800's. If you love breathtaking views, British history and great architecture you might consider Victoria as your next stop when visiting the Northwest. You will return transformed for the better.
There's a unique little restaurant called "The Sugar Shack" hiding in plain sight on Main Street in Surf City USA. I found this local hot spot during my last trip down to Huntington Beach, California determined to make an encore appearance to sample another amazing breakfast on my trip this week to So Cal. The Sugar Shack is located just blocks up from the Huntington Beach Pier featuring perfect outdoor seating, serving breakfast all day long from 5:00 am to 4:00 pm along with sandwiches and huge omelettes. I hear tell that they serve a special Turkey dinner only on Wednesday nights, but I'm not certain if that's folklore.
I never imagined us growing older together, we were so caught up in being young. Our hearts were strong, our heads were even stronger. There was no way to convince us that we didn't know it all. The hours we shared pushing ourselves so close to empty will forever be etched upon my heart. The most memorable days of my life were spent running side by side with you, my friend.
Old friends are like pickup trucks, the older they get, the crankier they become, still you would never try to part with them. Not for anything in this world.
"Life is funny, I’m finally getting the jokes and learning to laugh out-loud." Ray Basile
Life is a four letter word. Life is what I'm living right now. Life, worth everything I put into it. Life is what I wake up for. Life, one change at a time. Life, catch up if I start moving too fast for you. Life, I want more of that. Life don't fail me now.
Today a friend who works as a life coach lead me in a fun exercise she
uses to get a glimpse into a persons belief system. It's a spontaneous
way of drawing out how we view life.
Today I found myself tracing back my scars, recalling the events that left a lasting imprint on my skin, sticking out like a road sign pointing me back to my childhood.
Those of us who grew up with siblings understand the kind of flesh wounds that can be inflicted from the summers of our youth. Each scar carries with it a memory, some memories are painful while others bring back the laughter. Most important are the learned lessons from each scar that I dragged with me into my adult life.
"The most valuable scars I carry are the ones left behind by the errors of my siblings. They will remain for me the most precious of them all." Ray Basile
Taking inspiration from Seth Godin's post entitled Ego, I have chosen to place a handful of my readers front and center on One Man's Highway for a much deserved mention. This is not a ploy coaxing you to stand in the middle of the highway to be splattered by a semi truck. It's my way of expressing appreciation for your valued readership. While I cannot place every reader's name in this post (because I don't have info on who they all are) I can highlight the last 28 blog crawlers that have taken time to leave a comment on one of my posts. An act of kindness that will not go unnoticed.
How many websites does it take to spell the word chocolate wrong? The answer is 42,800 according to Google. If you search for dark chocloate you will find 12,000 websites that contain a typo of the word chocolate spelled incorrectly as chocloate. I am sheepishly willing to admit that you will find Mr. Besilly neatly nestled in at number (4) four in those Google search results for dark chocloate. Had I spelled the word correctly in my post back on March 26th, you would have never discovered my article buried somewhere around the eight thousand mark. My misspelling of the word chocolate quickly placed me at the front of the entire cyber classroom with chocloate egg on my face wearing that big pointed cap.
I'm certainly not an Emperor, but I do feel like royalty in my new Hotel Living bath robe. I'm wearing it right now as I write this post. Frightened yet? Please indulge me for a brief moment as I pontificate. Twice in the past few months I have had the opportunity to enjoy a day spa experience, once on Valentine's Day which included a hot stone massage (my wife Terri's idea) and the other was on a recent trip to Las Vegas. In Vegas if you want to use the hotel gym expect to pay a premium to use the facility. At Treasure Island the facility is called WET which includes the workout gym along with a day spa, jacuzzi, sauna, steam room, fancy showers, fresh smoothies, mini muffins, apples and the use of a plush white spa robe. All this for $22 dollars a visit plus free bottled water. The list actually goes on a bit longer, but why get caught up in the minor details? Here's the real story.
On my way home today I passed my local lemonade stand operated by the neighbor girl at the end of my street. There she was with her best-est friend holding up their big signs, with big smiles and even bigger energy. I was witnessing the American dream in it's most simple form through the efforts of two eight year old girls. The lemonade stand is a classic wage earner for even the youngest entrepreneurs. Topping the list ahead of "raking leaves" and followed by the classic "mowing lawns" work release program. This is the time of year when a lemonade stand can really prosper. Do you support your local lemonade stand? George Clooney does.
Last January we experienced a huge snowfall overnight that shut down my small community for about 24 hours. I live in a part of the county, where the snow plows and salt trucks show up last. Snow and thick ice on the roads made driving impossible. 
