We went to a nearby mall to get the two ragamuffins haircuts and do a little Christmas shopping -- and who do we run into at the salon? A woman we met in the waiting room of the Emergency Medical Care office on Tuesday. Small world.

Gideon's much better, but he's still sick and the majority of the week was spent taking care of him, staying indoors. I planned to meet a number of folks while I here, but aside from talking to Hugh's publishing class and dropping off books at Pegasus (and meeting Clay), I haven't done anything else. Bummer, but we'll likely be out here again in the not too distant future.

Now back to the No Tell submission box. Trying not to freak out over the daunting number of poems I still have to read and consider.