OK, so here’s the deal: I took a week off to go down to the Gulf Coast and vacation with the fam/prepare for the wedding (neither of which turns out to be relaxing).  Then I got hitched.  Then I took another week off for my honeymoon.  And in none of the beautiful seaside locales I visited did I have access to reliable interwebs.  So for two weeks, words were scurrying around inside me, undocumented, unorganized, and sometimes not even completely formed.  I made occasional notes in my journal and stuck my nose in books and sucked down daiquiris just to keep the word storm under control, i.e. prevent a violent verbal explosive reaction to all the emotional and life-changing events I experienced in fourteen days.  I did manage to grab an hour by myself during the first week and type up a Word document that is my next entry, dated appropriately.  Now that I’m back to the real world and the laundry and thank-you notes are done (go me!!!) and no one is bringing me drinks (boo!), it is my goal to give all those words a place to land.  So stay tuned…