I'm back from a delightful HHW gathering at the home of DR FJL, his partner the mighty talented Skip, and their delightful children Toby and Dylan, starring the fantastic cuisine of Mr Skip Kennon. Today's specialty was the best fried chicken - and I'm from a long line of experts in great white trash fried foods - I have ever tasted. The food was plenty and tasty, the company sparkled, the vixter was raising hell somewhere, and the conversation was witty. All you DRs should be suffering earburn for the next day.
The guests were the usual suspects - Skip, FJL, Anthony, Ben, vixmom, the vixter, moi, Rodzinski, and TPunk - and our Georgia guests DR edisaurus and her DH Greg. As for DR Jose, who seems to feel that work comes before good times, he was missed.
And now I'm tired.
Oh, the good news is the bank account is now running, so I guess my fear of hackers is over. For now. I'm still afraid of Lady Macbeth.