Oh, I've been a terrible correspondent this year, with no real excuse except that the spare time I misplaced a few years ago appears to have crept back and kidnapped a whole pile of what little time I had left over and...well, the long and short of it is that there just never seems to be enough of it anymore. (If anyone ever figures out how to bottle the stuff, they'll make a fortune.) But I did want to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a happy holiday season, and the best wishes for the new year from all of us here in this time-starved household.
I will try and be more forthcoming next year, plus I'll have a brand new spankin' Web site (courtesy of my pal Rodger Turner), and hopefully we'll have stories to share and music to enthuse over (my obsession this year is a singer songwriter from Scotland named KT Tunstall—do check her out), and all will be well.
Take care of each other!
with smiles, hand-waving and blown kisses from MaryAnn