It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...

Do you remember in the movie City Slickers when the men on the cattle drive discussed their best and worst days? I was thinking of that this weekend, when my house was full-to-bursting with my favorite people.
My best days are all the ones when I see those favorite people and they are healthy and happy. It sounds—and is, I guess—pretty sappy, but there’s nothing like dancing in the kitchen with your grandkids. Then there was the day a few months back that I got two emails within minutes of ea...