I am blogging from my 7th floor room at the Renaissance Hotel in Orlando, Florida, the place where, as Cotter told Kelsi every time we mentioned this trip, "the geese live in the winter." At least I think he said "geese," and not some derogatory slur for the geriatics snowbirds.
My flight was wonderful. I describe any flight as wonderful if I'm able to fall asleep shortly before take off and not wake up until the attendant is telling me to lock my chair in the upright position, and wipe the drool from my chin, by the way.
We spent the day setting up. Tomorrow is a day filled with conferences, interrupted by periodic editing for a looming deadline. Who knew the life of an editor could be so.....exciting?!?