It feels like forever since I've sat myself down to pluck out a post. In the hustle of trying to craft not one but two PowerPoints for my graduate class, I've become downright anti-computers (except to check on my Cafe', but let's not go there).
In my absence, I've escaped the prison otherwise known as my home. Using a few thousand points on Dad's timeshare (thank goodness for his generosity), the kids and I braved Friday night holiday traffic to head into history. Destination? Colonial times.
Our first act as a vacationing family, was to "Build a Critter" in the clubhouse.