I'm watching a pair of grown men shoot toy
Crossbows and Catapults at each others' toy castles across our huge dining room table. Someone remind me what I did for fun before I met Scott... I think that whatever it was, it was far inferior to this.
I intend to return to blogging soon. I've been filling my head with words, and once I get to full I'll be able to rearrange them and put them down in my own order here.
As Tolkien wrote in The Hobbit:
"... things that are good to have and days that are good to spend are soon told about, and not much to listen to; while things that are uncomfortable, palpitating, and even gruesome, may make a good tale, and take a great deal of telling anyway."
In other words, there hasn't been a whole lot to report these past few months. I'm happy, and happily recovering from the depression that took me last winter. Life is good.