Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee . . .

OK, not really. I was born in the valley town of Chattanooga, but I have been at a conference on Monteagle for the past few days. No wireless internet, needless to say. Aargh.

Finishing up here and will be picked up by good friend Susan on her way from Franklin to Chattanooga for our annual girlfriends' weekend. Or as Kate calls it "The Old Ladies Slumber Party."

I'll try to post over the next couple of days. Try to stay out of trouble until I return, hm?