Let me tell you a sad, sad sob story, dear readers...
Once upon a time, in a land not nearly far enough away, Megan went to the chiropractor. The chiropractor who usually can be adored for keeping Megan from having to walk on all fours, did a very mean thing and broke Megan. For almost two weeks, Megan's upper back is so owie that the mere thought of booting up her laptop sends chills down her (stiff, achy) spine.
The good news? The wayward chiropracter has *knocks on wood* gotten the wayward spine back on the right track, so the thought of computing is not quite so terrifying. The bad news? This is still one of those posts where I make excuses (Sorry, I am broken. That is why no good book reviews or comments!), insist that I love both my blog and its readers despite my absence (I miss my blooooog! I miss my reaaaaaders! I miss the blogs that I reeeeeaaaad! When can I have my life baaaack??), and then ask you to bear with me while I am MIA for yet a few more days. My spine is getting happier thus enabling me to embrace the blogging world once more, unfortunately (okay, maybe not *unfortunately* per se), I am taking my "healthy" spine (and the rest of me plus my mom who has courageously borne my weeks of whining and crying about my back and my no-good chiropractor) on a weekend getaway to Pennsylvania Dutch country where I will ogle horses and buggies and rolling farmland or, more likely, eat at vast smorgasbords, shop at outlet stores, and, uh, continue to neglect my poor empty blog.
So, please, please, do bear with me while I get myself back (heh heh) on track, and I hope to be fully healed and blogging again shortly.