Happy Thoughts
Christmas rocks. I spent last week in PA with Brynna bear (and eventually Matt, who took the train down Christmas Eve) and the fam. After a day or 2 of adjusting to each other (lots of independent women, you KNOW there were a few *ahem* kinks.) we had a blast. First we went to my Aunt Barb's 70th in MD, which was a fantastic reunion of all the Fowlers. Her kids (my cousins) put together a book reminiscing about childhood stories. It was great, except that it made me cry within the first 2 pages. I wish Uncle Rich could have been there... I guess everyone wished that... but I like to think that he and Grandmom were there in spirit. I then spent the next few days at home chilling with the parents, their seminarians (they adopt 2 for Christmas every year while the Seminary closes for the holiday), and visiting Amy and Lisa and Julie. I also made lots of tasty rumballs to give away as gifts, but (silly me) didn't put them away soon enough and they all got eaten. Note about ...