Secondhand Smokette and I are winging our way today to the Sunshine State for a several day visit to her parents. (So glad they don’t live in Chicago!) That will slow things down a bit here at SHS. I will not be posting as actively, although I will opine when I can. And more particularly, while I will be mostly able to approve comments from my trusty Blackberry (a Blackberry is a tool, an I-Phone is a toy), it will be a slower process and I will probably not be able to reply to questions.
In any event, while I walk on the beach, I will be thinking of y’all. We’ll get back to our full normal pace on Wednesday.
For those who care—I don’t—enjoy the Super Bowl!
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