Home Again, Home Again Jiggity Jig
Don’t ask me where I got that saying… well, okay you can ask. All I can say is that my mother used to say that almost everytime we got home from a trip. I don’t know where she got it, but I always think of it now when I’m heading home. Today I’m on my way again to Georgia to visit my parents and family. I can’t wait to see my niece, who is now almost 3 months old. I am also going to spend one night at my sister’s house. I hate being away from G, but I do…