This weekend, finally, we’re off to New Braunfels with Mike’s parents to celebrate Mike’s dad’s birthday . I’m bringing my camera and computer to hopefully convey some of the festivities of Wurstfest and polka-dancin’, beer-drinkin’, sausage-eatin’ fun. I think I hear a little polka song in my head as I type. . .If you know me, this is a sacrificial gift. No doubt we’ll have fun, but I’d rather be, well, most anywhere else. But to be with them and to have some time together uninterrupted will be great. Meanwhile, you might pray my attitude changes about how I define fun. Hope to write again tomorrow evening from the big party.