Ah... the first pages of the novel are written, with more words flowing down to the paper. It's a lovely feeling.
Unfortunately our weekend travel plans to Wooster fell through, but it was a relaxing weekend nevertheless. We plan to go after Labor Day weekend, which will be spent at the cottage in northern Michigan, canoeing and swimming in store (along with the opening game of The Ohio State football team... ironic that we shall watch it in Michigan...). But first, I must get through the drunken endevour of the big 3-0 day. As carefully planned, the party location is within walking distance. One does get smarter about their drinking as they get older, eh?