Well hello there, internet.
Did you think I’d died?
Tangent: Do you ever wonder if anyone would know if you died? I mean like anyone on the internet. No? Just me?
We had a whole lot of puking going on ‘round these parts. And, no one (NOT A ONE OF THEM) managed to hit the toilet even once. We had puke on our sister. We had puke in the van. We had puke in a parking lot. But the toilet? Nope. Not even close.
I’m dreadfully behind.
There’s nothing like a week of house arrest the week before Christmas to really screw up your plans. No neighbor gifts have been handed out. No Christmas cards have been addressed. No presents for BC have been purchased.
But rhe washer on “steam sanitize” ‘round the clock for a week straight? TOTALLY accomplished.
I also wanted to give you a heads up about a super awesome giveaway coming your way next week (Thursday, the 29th) that could make up for the toaster your husband got you for Christmas, instead of what you really wanted. Trust me…you REALLY want this.
See you soon!