Where does the time go?
Barry, Marie, Steven, Celina and David are hosting a 50th anniversary party for us, and along with enjoying winter visitors, compiling our guest list (gathering contact info, which tends to change as life evolves) has usurped more of my waking hours than I can believe.
Barry, Marie, Steven, Celina and David are hosting a 50th anniversary party for us, and along with enjoying winter visitors, compiling our guest list (gathering contact info, which tends to change as life evolves) has usurped more of my waking hours than I can believe.
As compiling any guest list can get out of hand, this has been far from easy for me, and that's especially true, because everyone (except for me) wants to hold the party in April, before the desert sun blasts heat so hot as to roast our guests on a spit, suggesting that invitations must be mailed, quite soon. In fact, Steven has threatened to hold Ravi hostage until I send him the completed list. Thank goodness, he's kidding, because otherwise, I'd have to storm the Bastille, and throwing a fit is not my style :)
And now that you know why penning posts has been placed on a back burner, it's back to the guest list for me ...
And now that you know why penning posts has been placed on a back burner, it's back to the guest list for me ...
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