Atlanta-bound

As I write this, my daughter is with her dad at the airport. In fifteen minutes her plane is scheduled to leave for Washington, D.C.--without either of her parents on it! She is flying alone to visit her cousins for eight days. (How in the world did Jacob ever let Benjamin leave his sight?) Gary just called to say he got her on the plane and left her safe, sound, and unafraid. (More than I can say for her mother.)

Shortly before Gary returns, I take off for the airport headed for the International Christian Retail Show (ICRS--ickers) in Atlanta, where, if it has rained daily for a month, would still be drier than North Central Texas right now.

Tonight I have tickets to attend the Christy Awards. Then I enter a whirlwind schedule launching three books. Interviews, meetings, book signings, publicist consultations. Lots of hand-shaking. I'll update you as I have access. TTFN.