This morning I attended a meeting with some local genealogical society folks. They were absolutely lovely and welcoming. I have found my people, and will soon be formally joining the society.
(I actually found them in my 30s but at the time, being a mom took priority - and, at the time, no one would believe me that I actually knew what I was doing. Now that I look more like them, they can take me a little more seriously...as seriously as I can ever be taken, that is.)
Later today, I had a mammogram and it sucked. At least it was quick, and now Shmaiser will shut up about it.
(Here comes Mommy's "I hate having mammograms" face)
