I Wonder Wye: hapless trails....

Saturday, February 25, 2012

hapless trails....

Dear all -- we are on the way to NIH (National Institutes of Health) very early tomorrow. I have been running all week getting ready and things done before we leave, not to mention starting up the Mourner's Path workshop for the next 8 Saturdays...I will blog when we get back. In a perfect world, we will be home Friday night with a schedule for the kidney transplant and all the tests will reveal that everything is status quo...I look forward to catching up with everyone's posts when we return....

7 comments:

Ms. A said...: Please take along my thoughts and prayers that everything will go accordingly.

Best wishes, Amy!; February 25, 2012 at 8:43 PM
Arkansas Patti said...: You are in my prayers also and I am hoping all goes extremely well.; February 26, 2012 at 4:46 AM
e said...: Fingers crossed for you, I hope everything goes smoothly.; February 26, 2012 at 9:05 AM
Sally Wessely said...: Take care. You are in my thoughts and prayers. I hope everything goes well for you.; February 26, 2012 at 9:11 AM
Lois said...: Oh my goodness ~ I send you healing energy and hope, hope, hope all goes smoothly for you! Lois.; February 27, 2012 at 6:05 AM
Norma said...: I'll keep you in my prayers!; February 29, 2012 at 3:24 PM
Mrs. Tuna said...: Wishing the best for you!!!
Dawn; March 10, 2012 at 7:10 PM

Please Allow Me to Introduce Myself......

Having lived in the east and the west, I've found myself back in my home state of the south - not the 'deep' south; we like to think of ourselves as pioneers and our state as the 'jumping off place' to beginning a westward journey, like so many migrating pioneer families considered us to be in the 1800s.

My husband "Excy" and I run a wild mustang sanctuary (www.wingspur.org -- that's our 'wild bunch' running across the header up there), and are being bossed around by tons of wild and domestic animals. We seldom get a chance to get away anymore, but that's okay.

I am a former magazine editor and was working for a national nonprofit when I had to go on disability in '97. Now I freelance articles and edit for a publishing house and private clients. Like most everyone out there, I have a few screenplays and mostly-completed novels in a drawer. I'm also failing to learn how to play the hammered dulcimer. Can't read music, just play by ear. But I have slowly mastered some civil war-era and folk songs.

I started blogging because a friend thinks I'm funny and I'd be good at it, and because it's way more fun than Facebook.