OH. MY. GOSH.
You GUYS, you’ll never believe what happened to me this past week.
IT WAS CRAZY WITH A ‘K.’
If I told you I was abducted by Martians and taken into outer space {the final frontier} and probed, poked, and prodded all in the name of science {and a good time for the Martians}, but ultimately unharmed and returned completely unscathed exactly one week later WOULD YOU BELIEVE ME?
You should, because it would take a catastrophe of alien-abduction proportions for me to abandon my blog (and readers) for an entire week. I won’t let those dirty old Martians take me again. Ever. I promise. {Although I will admit that the one and only other time I took off more than four consecutive days of posting was in July of last year. Suspicious, no?}
Anyway, this is not a real post I’m writing—it’s just a little teaser, a throwing-you-a-bone, to let everyone know I’m not dead and the Martians have returned me in one piece. Fear not, good friends. Fear not.
We’ll be back to regularly scheduled posting on Monday, but for now, you can read a guest post I wrote for my blog friend Alexa (of It’s a Love Story notoriety) right here.
And you don’t want to miss it, because it’s always a good time when I commandeer other people’s blogs and run amok.
Amok. Amok, amok, amok.
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