Oh my

I didn't mean to lose a few critical days right at the beginning of the holiday rush. It's all J.K. Rowling's fault.

Yup. I started reading the latest HP book, which meant time stopped, the kids were left to fend for themselves and the hubby had to practically club me to get my attention. Finished it this morning and started crying.

Won't spoil it for anyone here, but if you've read it, you know what I'm going through.

With some rest and strong tea, I might be fortified enough to resume blogging in time for a tribute to Rosa Parks on the 50th anniversary of her famous bus ride on Thursday.

Sniff. Sob.

Must go now ...

Comments

[Renee]

I know what you mean. I walked around in a sort of fog of disbelief after I finished that book. Good luck on your recovery. : )