Mother of All Mavens

A whole lot o' nothing. And then some…

If Ever We Meet Again

in the last few months I’ve been invited to two camp reunions, one family reunion, and there’s been talk of a reunion from an organized trip I went on 20 years ago. Am I getting old?

Blabber Chat

I had to give ’em something, so a little ramble should satisfy. For now. When the head’s elsewhere, the typing fingers follow.