So, congratulations to Stepson and his beautiful bride. The wedding was on Saturday and theoretically, I should be able to post pictures from the actual event, but I’m not sure the camera has enough juice to download even if I tried. I do have a picture of one of the table toppers though, since three of them ended up at my house.

It’s been clean and catch up since then. Things are nearly back to what passes as normal. The credit company called to complain that we hadn’t activated our new cards yet. Did they not realize we were busy for the last few weeks and didn’t have time to deal with that sort of thing? Same thing with the dentist who texted and called excessively about the appointment that was in my book? We went last night so that’s over. We both had numb tongues after; good times.

Otherwise, don’t tell my Aunt Marie, but I sold a Pete and Tara story to a “Mature Content” magazine. I consider that “Adulting.” Yes, hanging around a select few people does invoke a bad habit of punning and/or not very good joke telling. And I wouldn’t trade a minute of the time I just spent with Niece, Nephew and his delightful girlfriend, and my brother-in-law. Also, I just want the world to know that it was awesome that Tiffany not only said she liked my work, but gave specifics. So awesome! So cool!

The tomatoes are plentiful this year. I’m cooking down another batch now and have many more to go. I also think I might be damned well close to having a book’s worth of P&T stories. Apparently, writing a flash a day (often three) has given me a lot to choose from. The second I have some free time, I’m going to corral the loose pages and see if I can’t put them in order and see if it works.

Free time!

Now that was funny!

Thank you, thank you, thank you for stopping by for a read. I’ll try to get pictures up soon. And, my darling Niece has a hysterical video of that she said she’d post on my Facebook page so, look for that. Eventually. She’s a teacher. She’s busy. And she’s awesome.

*These are my pruny fingered creekside reflections. If you’re canning tomatoes this year, your experience might be similar. Except for probably the adulating part.