March 2010

Is it possible to force spring? I didn’t think so, but the other day as I was running through the park I came across some branches that had been blown down in the storm. They looked like they’d fallen from some fruit tree, cherry or plum. 

I picked them up and continued my jog (looking mighty silly, I’m sure, running with a handful of twigs).

“What are you going to do with those?” Carol asked.

“Put them in water and see what happens,” I said.

I’m going to Branson and here’s my audition tape!

Seriously. I’m leading a tour group of GUIDEPOSTS readers to Branson, MO, the “Live Music Capital of the World,” in early September. If you’re at all interested, check it out. Come join us. We’ll have a ball. 

For the second year in a row Carol is giving up worrying for Lent.

I think it’d be easier to give up chocolate. Last year when she said she was doing it, one of our friends exclaimed, “Carol, giving up worrying? That would be like Fred Astaire giving up his tap shoes.”