Can't do it this week. Sorry.

Well, flock, I’m blogging to tell you I’m not going to blog this week.  I just don’t have it in me.  There haven’t been enough functional hours of the day lately for me to be able to write.  Big chunks of time are eaten up by my “not serious” health issues.  

Plus, I’m heading out of town this week to visit my parents.  They can’t wait to heap an overdose of TLC on me, and I can’t wait to be heaped upon.  By the time most of you read this, I’ll be basking in their love.  How lucky am I?  

I’ll answer that question for you by explaining the picture.  I’m sure you’re wondering.  

When we talk on the phone, my Dad often says how much he wishes he could give me a hug in person, especially since I’ve been sick.  Earlier this year, he got on this kick about sending Python hugs.  So he asked my Mom to sew a stuffed Python to his exacting specifications, including crooked, wacky eyes and a wiggly forked tongue.  He named it Loopy, and mailed him (her?) to me so it can give me hugs- like a stunt double.  

That’s how lucky I am.   Could not be luckier.

Still it’s kinda not right that my 80-something parents will be fussing over me.   I thought it was supposed to be the other way around.  Sadly, someday I will gladly return the favor. 

With the holidays almost upon us,  I wouldn’t hold your breath for my regular Friday blog, but as soon as Mom and Dad and Southern California whip me back into shape, I promise I’ll be back at it.  Because I really do love blogging.

As I write this, I have a huge sense of relief.  Thanks in advance for your understanding.  

Y’know - I do believe I’ve written a blog after all.