Usually by late November we are somewhere far south, thinking how lucky we are that we are missing all the crappy weather this time of year is so famous for back in the North. This year though, we are living with the below freezing temperatures and the accumulating snow. This year, we waited here 50 Point for the birth of our daughters first child. And waited, and waited.
Monday evening at 10:07 Evie arrived and you need to know she was worth the wait. She weighed in at 8 pounds, 9 ounces with curly brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. As I held her for the first time I thought how much things had changed since I held her mother in a similar swaddling cloth a mere 31 years ago.
Mother, father and child are all doing just fine and that means that Grandma is good to go play for a few months. Believe it or not, so is Grampa.
We head out Sunday morning. To where you ask? This year we have chosen to go south. We are not sure where south but we are sure we hope to find somewhere warn south. Who knows, at some point over the next few months we could be tapping on your door saying “Howdy Neighbor”
Starting Sunday for the next few months you can call me “the Travelling Man”