Praise the Lord, there appears to not be any snow on the ground here on HHI. As I sit here, downing coffee, nursing a bake-sale hangover, I am somewhat saddened that I don't have an excuse to say inside all day. For those of you who do, however, here's some columns from the last two weeks:
From the Bluffton Packet: how I finally beat the flower ladies.
From the Bluffton Packet: Spiritual Anorexia
And, from The Catholic Miscellany: that one time I almost died.