***Nothing like scaring my oldest son all the way in Austin, TX. I hate cell phones. I don't have a full key board, just a cheap $19 Walmart special so it just has a regular key pad and T9word. I answer his text and I type "home" but T9word thinks I want "good" and of course I didn't check before I hit send.
So my message to my oldest son is, "I'm not good right now. I'm in Sardinia." Like I'm having martial problems and ran away from home. Sigh ....
Course he's texting back asking what's wrong and I'm thinking, Huh? Then I looked at what I sent. Then I had to text to explain, which took me like five minutes. Too many words I had to change from one thing to another, erase, fix, etc. I so HATE cell phones.
So I am fine, was just in Sardinia, NY giving a talk on how to do a house history to the Sardinia Historical Society. Good group of folks. Check out their website. Their society's museum is housed in an old church, built in 1829, which they are restoring. Nothing warms a historian's heart more than hearing that!
Tomorrow we are back to the mini-mystery where we left off with Sheriff Clayton Nazzaro hot on the trail of finding who kidnapped his detective, Pepper Black. And who did murder Margie Webster anyway? Damned if I know--I'm making it up as I go along. Okay, I lied. I do know. But I'm still making it up as I go along. :)
This post is part of April's Blogging From A-Z Challenge and Camp NaNoWriMo. The rest of the A-Z bloggers can be found pinned in the links section of my sidebar. Hope to see you tomorrow!