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DEAR READER, I HAD A mountain-load of stress! I can't stress how stressed-out I was. So what did I do? Went off to the mountains to unload. It was my yard man who suggested we go to the mountains. And then, luckily, we got some friends to go along.








It's amazing what two days of driving through large (extra-large) green hills and staying in an old (extra-old) hotel and discussing everything from the logic of math to the eating of worms and laughing so hard (extra hard) can do! Stress hung its head and went slicking off, no chance of it sticking around!

Perhaps I'll be able to elaborate later (I can't stick around right now, either, Reader Dear, but I'm aiming at telling you more!)

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