confessions of poorly behaved, prior-potter deborah woods
Monday, January 19
Well, today is the day I have chosen to head down the road. It's kind of a sad day. I'll be back here next Sunday as Adam and I are taking my daughter Amy and my grandson Owen to see The Wizard of Oz (play). Yeah, it's all just really sad, but I think necessary. I think everyone will be happier in the long run. I guess there's not really much more to say.