Dear Mom;

I am about to go incommunicado** for about a week. I will be attending the graduation of the youngest nephew (you know, the one that is taller then anyone else in the family - the brat!) and trying to de-stress. Any rumours you may hear about me and the Georgia Renaissance Festival are probably just rumours. I've got my alibis all lined up.

Try not to fall too often.




**I wanted to go incognito but couldn't get reservations.