We’re in a hotel in Tegus, Honduras, having safely made the journey from Toronto early this morning, connecting through Houston. The landing here was fun but not nearly as scary as I
I had lunch with Bill Kinnon yesterday. He’s an amazing guy and I feel blessed to be able to enjoy a bite on the Danforth with him. Bill has finally reviewed (sort
I got an invitation to a birthday party in the mail this week. Here’s the date:
I was a little confused, so I checked the postmark:
September 12, 1994. 43¢ stamp! Not
As things go this is pretty minor, but it’s still big for us, and I’m grateful.
The last Sunday of December I found a container from our car on the sidewalk