I Wear My Sunglasses At Night

Hellooo blogger friends and readers,

This was supposed to be the week of great accomplishments. Mucho research. Queries sent far and wide. Instead . . .

Instead, little Bear got sick. Poor munchkin got an ear infection. There goes Tuesday, Wednesday, and, just to be safe, Thursday as well. But there was still one workday left. Right? Please?

NOT. Thursday I got smacked with monster migraine #33. Okay, I don't really keep track. But I spent the afternoon/evening hiding under the covers waiting for the sun to go away. I think I should move to Forks. Is it as sunless as the Twilight books claim? Then again, why not go whole hog? Antartica in the summer, northern Alaska in the winter. Perfecto.

All I need to do is file my incisors to sharp points and get over my love of garlic bread. Curse you, light sensitivity!