To the fine people of Indianapolis, beware for we are in town. You'll recognize me by the caterpillar firmly planted above my eyes (I'd be happy to fix the situation if a certain Toddler hadn't stolen my tweezers and hid them where I will never again find them, but for now you're just going to have to deal with it). You'll recognize the Toddler as she will introduce herself by saying, "Hi, I'm Crackers!" and then promptly run away. Mr. Husband can be spotted as he is the man dressed in fourteen layers of Steelers gear.

For the rest of you, this means you may or may not get regular posting. Consider yourself warned.