This weekend was the women's retreat, which is why I posted about most-loved/most-loathed music on Wednesday night and then disappeared on you -- I was organizing my music binder and earnestly hoping I would not be called upon to play On Eagles' Wings. (I was not. I had lots of latitude this weekend. I like latitude.) There are lots of thoughts in my head about the weekend, but I am too tired to write them down tonight. I see an early bedtime in my future.