The only thing that could keep me away would be a
funeral: mine.
Sweet Max, not to worry--we know you would be there if you could. And, who knows what the next ten months will bring!
Oh, you-all, I am excited to death, and
worried to death: I just know I'm going to be involved in some deeply gratifying convo with someone I love, and then a new arrival will appear in the doorway and I'll want to immediately run over and hug them, but...AUGH! Okay, here's the deal: how 'bout if I get there before anybody else, and the rest of you time your arrivals on the hour or half-hour, ok?
Did I catch something about discussion topics being proposed? Do you think we'll really need that? Can't we just sit and jabber?
Jazz-o, tell you what--if you drive over here, we can ride up together, more than likely. You're a bit too far east for me to "pick up on the way".
Oh my goodness!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
