Thanks to all of you who gently stroked my ego. I feel loved, I feel important, I feel pretty.... oh so pretty.. and witty.... and bright!
Everette, Jonathan, Grant (everette's brother) and I went camping at Mounds State Park. Sadly, I don't have time right now to regale you with exciting tales of the wilderness (as experienced from a heated pop-up camper), but rest assured they and pictures will be coming soon. But after breakfast this morning I had to tell you what we had been up to.
But this leads me to confess a deep dark secret. Sometimes, at my house, when no one is looking, I drink milk right from the carton. I know... I should be arrested. But anyway. As I lifted the carton to my lips, I took a breath, and my milk carton smelled like campfire, reminding me of the wonderful weekend we had, that I am not telling you about, because I can't , because I don't have time, because I have a mountain of laundry and suitcases to unpack, and a suitcase to repack because Everette is leaving tomorrow and a halloween costume to gather because Everette is going to a work party while he is away. Do you think airport security will mind if I put a hatchet in my husbands carry on?