Ty Ewup

So Im back in Moose Jaw. A horrowing dread tumbles over me as the dust of Saskabush returns to my skin. You wash, but it doesn't clean it off. I want to be back Home. I miss Home, and I was there this morning.

Home was great. I ate lots of great food, I saw oodles of people, busted a bit of a groove, and tried to rest up.

I also go engaged, which Im sure you all heard about. If you didn't hear the "Eeeees" from the Leg, I would be shocked. Carol blogged about it over a week ago, I was too busy enjoying my vaction. The wedding isn't til the summer of 08, though Im sure she and I will discuss flower themes before long.

Tomorrow I have much flying scheduled! The weather tomorrow calls for PBBTTS with chances of UGGGGH later in the day. Blowing Snow well...blows...really no good joke there.

Hopefully I dont forget so much that I hurt anyone, the instructor most of all. Any of you that were familar with this blog will know that Killing the Instructor is Frowned Upon.

Once More Unto the Breech!