Interstitial

There's much to catch up on, but I'm waiting for additional photos from Liss.  We're in Oregon right now, making our way up to Seattle.
    Here's something I've noticed with this blog - right now it seems like it's the kind of person that people are friends with but don't want others to know they're friends with.  You know, like when you hang out with a certain friend only in places where no one else will run into you (there's a Sex in the City episode that corresponds with this) because, well...we've all had our reasons.
   Anyway, I say this because my friends (yes, I have friends) send me private e-mail comments about the blog.  It's kind of like "I didn't want to say this in public but have a good time or sounds like fun or nice outfit or yummy chicken or whatever."  Sure, it's nice to hear that later, but at the moment when I share something, it kind of feels like I'm talking aloud to myself (which I already do enough of, thank you very much).
    You know, you can post anonymously.  No one has to know you're my friend or a reader.  It's like wearing a big hat and sunglasses.  I'm just saying.  But you can still send me an e-mail if that's more your style.  We can be "special" friends.