Greetings from a crowded roller rink. I served as the driver (and will again before the night’s over), paid for the admission, helped with lacing skates, bought a cold drink for a thirsty little one, and am now guarding everyone’s stuff until it’s time to go home.
I enjoy blogging a lot (why else would I be doing it at this moment?), but in the grand scheme of things, nobody cares whether I do it or not. I would even place myself into that category. But the stuff I’m doing right now makes me downright essential, and I wouldn’t give that up for anything on earth.
Happy new year to you and yours.
Blue Batting Helmet 