Waldo said, “Where’s Marshall?”

Good question, Waldo. I have no freakin’ clue where I am right this second. No, actually, I do. I’m about to start a video project I’ve been working on. And from the looks of the big tree in front of me, I’d guess I am at home.  Although I’ve been over a dozen places in the past two days.  Hmmm, where to start:

1. Friday night I was at a Cub Scouting event with my two sons.
2. Saturday morning, I was in the Madison Christmas parade.
3. Saturday afternoon, I was driving across three states to my parent’s house in Marietta, Georgia.
4. Saturday night, I was hanging out with one of my sisters and her family (and my parents)
5. Sunday morning, I was having breakfast with my parents
6. Sunday morning, I was checking out my in-law’s new house.
7. Sunday afternoon I was working on the blog and a project.
8. Sunday afternoon, I was having pictures taken with my wife’s family.
9. Sunday evening, I was sitting outside in Roswell, Georgia watching my wife’s brother get remarried to a nice person.
10. Sunday evening, I was having dinner with my wife’s family.
11. Monday morning, I was driving back to Jackson.
12. Monday evening, I am here, writing you to tell Waldo to keep looking.