Cecily Bateman
By the time you read this, I sure hope it's over. The government shut-down, that is. But from my perch on the porch swing at the farm in early November, things don't look so bright. Perhaps my pessimism stems from what was to have been a wonderful weekend gone awry. Eager beavers - my better half and I - made a bee-line for the airport early on Thursday to get a jump on the TSA lines, which we had heard were becoming a bear.
