YESTERDAY
About this time yesterday Cheryl and I were sitting on the patio at Garcia's fish restaurant eating grouper and plantains. Tug boats were moving expensive yachts down the Miami River -- just 50 feet from us. It was a nice end to our week of vacation in balmy and beautiful Florida (the first time that we've been able to get away in over a year!). We flew home last evening and now are adjusting to life in the fog. It is good to get home -- even if the pile on my desk is a mile high.