Received today from a reader in Texas:
We always so much enjoy and appreciate your journal. Thanks again. A slight reprieve sounds good, doesn't it!
When my niece was very young and on a multiple-hour trip with my parents, her comment was, "How old will I be when we get there?" It's one of our favorite family sayings and I couldn't help but think about it and giggle when I read your first paragraph this week. I must confess that this summer has put me in that frame of mind more than once.
Hhmm...a psuedo-summer...down here in north Texas we have had a whopper of a full-fledged, all out scorcher! ;-)
Once again, thanks,
Perfect! Now I know I will start to wonder "How old will I be when we get there?" too! Thanks for sharing.