I have not posted in quite some time. This month I am living the life of a gypsy, and not enjoying it a great deal. I spent the last two weeks in England, celebrating my father's 90th birthday. I also got to meet my newest nephew, Alexander. We are calling him Xan, with a Z sound. The other little ones insist it's far "cooler" than Alex or Al.
I miss my badjia, of course, and she has been sick. I know my readers (if I have any) may wonder why I have not run to her. If I could, I would. The study I am overseeing is demanding a lot right now. Finding a cure for PF is taking me away from home.
At the moment I am in Texas, sharing data with colleagues. Next week I will be in Nova Scotia. December can't come soon enough.
Any road, I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving. I will be missing out on all that glorious food. Have some turkey with lots of dressing and gravy for me, won't you?
Oh-- meet Xan! He's a big fan of squash.
Labels: missing people, thanksgiving, travel
