Family Visits

This is my Aunt Virginia, my Dad's younger sister, she of the killer fruitcakes. She's a pistol. She was my matron of honor in our wedding. She recently turned 90, still drinks a martini every evening before dinner, volunteers several half days per week at her local library, and drives herself and her friends all over Robin Hood's barn. I've always said that I want to be Aunt Virginia when I grow up.

I'm leaving today to go visit her, my own sister, my older brother and his wife, my sister's son and his two daughters, and my brother's daughter and her husband and year-old son. Whew! I'll be gone about 10 days and when I return My Beloved's brother and his wife and, possibly, his son and main squeeze will be here for a visit.

So, while I'm visiting family, I don't think I'll be blogging much. You can check back from time to time if you want and I'll check on all of you as often as I can, but it's going to be a busy two weeks.

I'll give your regards to Aunt Virginia.