A Quick Hello

The trip is going great. I'm feeling much much better with a couple of weeks of regular sleep. It's also been wonderful to see everyone on the way down (and pretty soon, on the way back up). My family, Marty's family, and our friends... I'm only sorry Marty couldn't be here with me for the trip. I just spent a week or so in South Georgia and Florida, and pretty soon I'll head back to Connecticut.

I know I'm not updating RW much lately (that should change once I get to Germany, I hope) but here's a treat. A guest columnist -- my youngest sister, Elisabeth. Here's a poem she wrote recently:

Hello hotdog.

I love hotdogs.
Hotdogs are tasty.
Hotdogs are long and wobbly.
Hotdogs can be in a bun.
Buns are on hotdogs sometimes.
Ketchup is good with hotdogs.
Hotdog is a compound word.
Mustard is on hotdogs sometimes, too.
I like to write about hotdogs.
I will call this my hotdog page.
Hotdogs can come in a pack of eight.
Hotdogs are my favorite food.
I like to eat hotdogs for lunch.
Hotdogs are fun to play with on rainy days.
A hotdog is an all-purpose lunchmeat.
I will miss you hotdog.

Goodbye hotdog.