I’m sure everyone has been wondering where I’ve been the past couple weeks and why I haven’t posted in that time. And if you haven’t wondered–lie. Every year at about this time all the witch doctors on the planet pull out their little cloth doll resembling yours truly and stab repeatedly. Seriously. December has been the cursed month for us over the last few years, from having both vehicles in car wrecks (neither of which were our faults), sick kids galore, close family members spending weeks in critical care, leaks through the ceiling, a broken furnace during the coldest few days of the year, among other things.
Needless to say, the December curse has found its way back into our home this year. We’ve survived, but my knuckles are sore from all the knocking on wood that’s been going on. After all, we still have a few weeks left in the month.
Yet I did provide a post as a guest blogger on the site of fellow author, Dyane Forde. Check it out and check out the rest of her page while you’re there. She has some great things to offer.
In the meantime, I may spend the rest of December in a bomb shelter performing séances to fend off the evil spirits. Might even where some cloves of garlic for good measure.