My son got married on Saturday. As I've written about quite a bit this summer, this was our second wedding, since my daughter had a rather large renewal ceremony in June.
It was the hottest day of the year (98 degrees), and an outside wedding. But despite that, it was a gorgeous evening and a magical experience.
But I'm flat busted, energy-wise.
I have no pithy thoughts about writing or anything else.
Nothing, nada, zip, zilch.
I can barely remember my name.
So this is a bit of a fake post because it doesn't really say anything.
However, I'm heading to LA this week to meet with a client and for rest and recuperation. So I expect to have lots more to write about soon. You know you can't really keep me quiet for long.