Well, I gathered up my courage and hiked down to the woods where my sister and I "got lost" last New Years Day (see previous March post in Archives). My mom and Nanny (grandmother) wanted to see where we emerged from the briar-infested forest, so I led them back the way my sister and I had come and finally saw for myself what we had actually traversed.

It wasn't pretty.

In fact, it's a wonder we didn't get badly hurt.

During early dinner at Nanny's house, she brought up the idea of the hike.

"Why don't we go for a walk in the woods after we eat? I need to walk off some of these biscuits."

"Nope, I don't think so, Nanny," I said.

"We won't be gone for long," piped in my mother, who was finishing her sweet tea. "Why not?"

"Hmmmmm, maybe because it's late afternoon?" I had traveled this road before and I knew where they were going with this.

"We'll just take a flashlight."

"Nice try, but no," I answered, shaking my head.

"Ya think we should take your cell phone, Dana Lee?" asked Nanny, with an evil glint in her eye.

"Ha ha, Nanny, you know as well as I do that my cell phone won't work down in the woods. Not going." (again see previous posts in March)

"Well, you won't get lost if your Nanny and I are there," stated my mother with a grin. The women in my family are so evil.

But of course we did, me, my evil Nanny, and my evil mother who was her partner in crime. We didn't have to go far, but we returned safely. I told you it was a Story now, that fateful trip through the woods that night. I am never going to live this down.