Since we began routine hikes up the steep beauty of Amicalola Falls State Park, everyone has been inquiring about our marching through Georgia.And, frankly, we're tired of it.
(I kid the everyone.)
We've decided to shut-up and walk -- and wince, groan, pant, pout, and moisten.
"Will you dab me?" I asked.
"No," said Donna.
We've also implemented a change into the format of our treks. Companions may now apply to enter the mix. Proceeds from your nominal cash-only donations will, of course, go to me.
Our first Special Guest Star was none other than our niece, Pooter!
Pooter's legal name is Clara, but we think she's embarrassed by it.
Poot gave out quickly, stopping just up ahead, where she stuck out her paw for a lift.
And, if the truth be told, she showed some legs.
