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Hi everyone! I hope you didn’t miss me too much!

I had a class Thursday and Friday and so was out of pocket.  Ken’s working today and I’m doing regular homebody stuff. Ho hum how boring.

I did finish reading a book this moring — Phillip Margolin’s Wild Justice and have another I want to start soon called City of Shadows by Ariana Franklin. For some reason Wild Justice seemed very familiar, but not exactly as it was. I don’t know if I read an early version of it at some time or if someone is plagiarizing. Not my deal though. It was a pretty good book. Unfortunately, I have to return it to the lady I borrowed it from, so can’t send it on to any of you. I would if I could it was that good.

Next week, Ken and I are taking 3 days off from work to go to Atlanta for the Southern Specialty. We’ve only entered Tigger,  so I don’t know exactly what I’ll be doing other than cooking and scooping poop. Then the weekend after that is Columbia where I have Butterfly entered and then the next weekend is Augusta which is a one day show. If Butterfly finishes in Columbia, I’ll probably skip Augusta although Ken has Tigger entered. I sure hope the gas prices have dropped back down by then.

I think it’s criminal the way the gas companies can go up on prices at the drop of a hat this way. I know the storms may cause problems with refineries and off shore wells, but geez louise! To jump up over 60¢ per gallon in one day seems outrageously exhorbitant.  Our little local station is also out of gas which means the big chains don’t have anyone to keep them in check, so their prices are through the roof just like everyone elses’. I did top off the cars yesterday before the big jump, but that’s only going to see us through the next few days. Ken filled the truck up with diesel on Friday, too, so it’s all ready to go and diesel had dropped down to $3.99 per gallon from $4.57, so he did pretty good there. That will get us to Atlanta and MAYBE by next weekend things will be back to normal.

Well, there goes the dryer buzzer. Gotta run!

Love to all,

Margaret