I’ve not been around because I’ve been struggling with the letter “P” — somewhere between Projects and Personal is where you would find me.
As an aside… just typing this reminds me of my son’s kindergarten graduation. He had to recite a few lines and his opening was, “My name is Mr. Q.” Of course, I thought he was brilliant. I recorded him onstage and pulled out the old VHS tape a few years back to save on DVD. I was totally amazed at how southern he sounded and how s l o w l y he talked. Funny, because today he doesn’t sound like that at all. It’s ME who has the horrid southern accent.
I wanted to at least share something so you guys would know I’m alive. So here’s proof that someone likes the sunshine and warm weather almost as much as I do.