A few weeks ago Scott said, "Listen, I love the blog and I love reading what you write.  But... you might want to lay off your Mom stories just a bit.  It's funny to us, but people might think too...

Sitting in the car, heading into town the other day, out of the blue Mom says to me, "You can use me as your foil... if you want to."  Having not personally visited the 1920s, it took me a minute...

Evelyn is wearing her Elsa heels around the campsite.  We're getting stared at here.... there's serious judging going on.  Doesn't bother me, but I want to make sure that Rebecca knows.  Becky.... you did this.  I am not responsible for...