A Merry Christmas

I continue to lack blogging willpower, but at least now I have the excuse that I am home for Christmas. I have been working full time at the Mackinac Center and have effectively embarrased myself with my ineptitude for both phones and mail. Ok, I am exaggerating, I really like mail, but it's nice to feel sorry for oneself occasionally. I still like databases. We are friends.

I am skiing this weekend, not that anyone really reads this anymore and would wonder where I was because I never post anyway, though I did get a comment last post, that was nice ;) Stealing popular friend's blog traffic is a win. I wish anyone reading these words a very Merry Christmas. Peace on earth, goodwill to men. Our Savior is born!

However, I am still and always will be a girl with a camera

For some reason...

That reson being my new love for Dear Harriet Walker, a blog of one of my dear friends, I have been inspired to post. No photos mind you, perhaps they have migrated permanantly to facebook and flickr, but my words have nowhere else to roost. So here they shall sit and here they shall fly if you let them. They will be jumbled, they will be tumbled, they will sound less than my age or more, but maybe just maybe I will become a more faithful writer and a better one. Now if you will pardon me, there is study food being placed in the hallway - like button!