>sigh< I’m glad GS camping only happens once a year. For our troop it does, anyway. Other troops camp more often; me, I can only handle it in small, spread-out doses. The foibles: a girl who, for all the excitement, never made it to the toilet in time (it seemed); several snits about rooming arrangements;… Continue reading all’s well that ends
Well, not really. You realize that until last year I said (and saw in my head) “Anchors Away!” Now that we have dabbled in sailing, I know what I’m really saying, and how to spell it. It still doesn’t make any sense, though. The anchor is not away, and it is not aweigh (as in… Continue reading anchors aweigh!
Went out for an early run this morning. There is STILL snow on our streets up here. I know I’ve been harping about this too much lately, but good gravy. And all this week: snow, flurries, 30 degrees. I don’t care how much the run this weekend will break me; it will be well worth… Continue reading T-minus 6 days