So some kee-razy person decided that we need to boil maple sap this season -- this
wedding season when we, and I use the word "we" advisedly, that is to say, approximately, to mean I, with generous hand-sewing help from others, am on the hook to make a bunch of bridesmaids' dresses -- not to mention that suddenly there's yard work to do, what with all the sun.
Not that I'm complaining about the sun! Far, far, far from it.
Or anything, really. I gave up complaining for Lent, remember?
But, you will understand that I am not quite ready to post about the next stage of Eating Dinner Together -- the Outnumbered Years. Just not ready. I am promising that I won't let a series paralyze me (too much) into not posting at all.