So on Monday night, not long after my Saxon Braid Cardi diatribe, I became suddenly and violently ill. And spent the next three days in the hospital. Sexy. I’m fine, or rather going to be fine, and I’m positive you don’t want the gory details. But that explains the blog silence, and how I did miss my little blog! Hugs and kisses, so glad to be home. (With clean hair and no needles sticking in me.)
I didn’t get permission to share this, but my buddy H’s beloved beagle passed away suddenly this week, so send the warm fuzzy thoughts her way. Ziggy was a great dog, very affectionate, loved to eat what you were eating (especially if you were a toddler armed with Zweibeck toast), loved his fellow beagle Vinnie and of course, howling in the backyard. Rest in peace, little Bean and say hello to my boy Shiloh.
