Bloggers, walking

I’m thinking of a variety of blogger gatherings to come; blogger winery tours, blog walks in the fall, blogger potluck, blogger progressive dinners, blogger caroling or breakfast with bloggers. All of the above events could be virtual or in person. We could have several people in person, and others participating virtually. I’m thinking of all of this, and anticipating the next event, just so I can wear this tee shirt, as a joke, of course.

I ran into Matt outside Lime Leaf. In case you haven’t read previous comments, I met Matt first at the recent blogger gathering and then, lo and behold, learned that he works with Jason, which meant, ta da, he works with my husband. This further proves my theory that C’ville is much like my hometown, and one must be kind and polite as the people one meets will soon know everyone one knows.

Speaking of my hometown, it is from whence I post this blog, ever glancing over my shoulder for either nuns/former teachers, former classmates and parents of classmates. Everywhere I go with my mom, she runs into people she knows. And everyone she knows has some connection to someone I vaguely remember. I never wanted to come back to live in this town and am surprised at the number of my classmates that did return here, to live near their parents and to raise their kids. It’s ironic though, that I seem to have moved to a community that, in fact has several similarities to the place where I grew up.

See ya ’round town.