Hi everyone!
I know, you've probably all assumed that I have left the blogosphere and collective interwebz, on a quest to find the golden chalice, instead running into car trouble in Albuquerque, becoming stranded, dehydrated, living off of a raven carcass, all the while drinking my own urine to stay alive.
Well... you would be partly right.
Anyway, life has been very interesting for the past six weeks. I have no abandoned the blog, just had to focus on things like carcasses, urine and gold.
I'm sure you understand.
You know, all two of you that still bother to come back and read. Okay, okay, sorry mom. All three of you.
I promise to be back, with tales from afar. Dogs with PTSD. Learning how to grow... into a larger-sized Diva cup.
(Only some of this is true).
(Okay, maybe all of it).
I don't have the ability to include a self-portrait with Fergus (the dead raven) on the side of the road, so you'll just have to trust me for now.
And no, I am not tapping my fingertips together like Mr. Burns, eerily whispering the word "EXCELLENT..."
(Okay, it's true, I am).
I shall return... sooner than we all think.
I can see a very burly, terrifying man approaching in a tow truck now. Wish me luck!
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