Spoke too soon
Those dark clouds? They’re here. I’m flying out in the morning. No idea when I’ll be back, and when I’ll be able to catch up the blog. Keep the faith; I’ll be back eventually, but don’t panic if there’s a month of silence.
Those dark clouds? They’re here. I’m flying out in the morning. No idea when I’ll be back, and when I’ll be able to catch up the blog. Keep the faith; I’ll be back eventually, but don’t panic if there’s a month of silence.
I am alive.
Like #5, I am alive. You’ve been neglected, I’m afraid, so let me catch you up. Grab your cuppa, because this promises to be a long one.
January was busy.
There was a quick visit to here . . .
(Stone Mountain, Georgia)
. . . just for the fun of it.
. . . on one of [...]
We’re back, I’m buried, everything’s fine, and I owe everyone under the sun an e-mail. Give me a couple of days to catch up and catch my breath and I’ll have an update.
272 e-mails to go . . .
For all those of you who sent me notes or left a comment over the past month, thank you. It does mean a lot to me.
Things have been rather chaotic, but they are at least improving. The folks (and yes, pop was in the hospital as well) are both now home and stable [...]
Thanks for the good wishes, all. The news was initially very good indeed, but that was short lived. She’s back in as of today. Not exactly the way she wanted to spend her Thanksgiving.