Oh.. what a day this has been. I've been waiting to go to the annual Imm reunion, and couldn't make it. The decision not to go was about heart wrenching for me. I cried.. but I was under a triple whammy starting early this morning.. (don't even ask.. You really DON'T want to know the details).. suffice it to say, I was ill.
Wendell would go with me if I felt I could make it, and I put the decision off until I just finally gave up. I believe I was not supposed to be there today.
Paul invited us to a cookout later this evening, and since I was starting back to feeling a little better, we went. I'll post the pictures..