I am trying!

I want to post. No really, I do...but the words are escaping me. My visit home was perfect. I wouldn't change anything except for that leaving part. It was hard this time 'round. Fo' sho'.

More later. Like funny stories about my scary watch dog defying death by hiding under the covers when her fate was tested. And subtle references to bears and the likes of which I do not wish to meet in the dark late at night, much less sober.

So if you're wondering where I've been all these days there's your answer. Part of it I was having a blast with family and friends and seeing places I haven't been for a long time, especially in the summer months. And part of it I was/am wallowing wishing I could return and get a few more days of old fashioned county fun.