Late, but present…. This will be motto for the next few weeks, I’m afraid.
After two trips to the grocery store, hours elbows-deep in a sausage sourdough dressing (which is just now finally in the oven) and countless gymnastic maneuvers through touchy family dynamics, I am well and properly pooped.
Pooped without a single, solitary word written beyond this here blog.
So, thank you for your constant presence. At least I can take my writer out to play every day here.