The boxes of books I shipped to myself from Manassas have arrived. One of them is so heavy, I couldn’t even drag it over the threshold. I am especially excited about the fold-out timeline I bought in one of the Park Service gift shops–they’ve all run together now, so I couldn’t tell you which one. Good thing I faithfully labeled my battlefield pictures every night in the hotel room–no small feat since I was exhausted by a twelve-hour march.
I am super-eager to delve in, but right now, I’m reading the new Stephanie Plum book, “Fearless Fourteen”. I’m a major fan–especially love Grandma Masur and Bob the Dog.
I drafted the first chapter of “Tyler” yesterday, as planned. It is quite unusual for me to finish a first chapter in one day, actually, but having already told Logan and Dylan’s stories, I’m all primed to tell Tyler’s.
My nephew, Mike Lael, wife Sarah (she’s a real sweetie) and children, Courtney and Chandler, along with other family members, arrived yesterday, to spend a week at the lake house. It makes me so happy to think of them all out there, splashing and enjoying the lake in all its changing phases.
I’m on a new weight loss plan, so Weight Watchers is on hiatus. It’s all natural, involving hormones and the like–definitely a factor with Baby Boomers like me. I’ll report on it when I have more to tell you, but it’s definitely exciting, if a little complex. If you can’t stand the curiosity, check out Wellspring Clinic and Dr. Sam Walters on Google.
The sun is shining, glistening on flowers and pine needles. Just the way I love it.
Color me grateful. After a long (long) winter, this weather is pure joy for me. Would you believe it snowed on June 10th??? Fortunately, I was sweltering in Virginia at the time, or I probably would have had a meltdown.