Just a quick note to say that I have been unexpectedly felled by some nasty-ass viral crap-fest. (And yes, that’s the clinical term, swear.) This happened to come at a very unfortunate time, as I was in the midst of composing my annual Birthday Post when I crashed and burned on Thursday. (I like to pretend that everyone looks forward with quivering relish to such posts, even though there’s the strong possibility that many of you have never even seen them. Just let me have my little dream and go with it. It’s the small things in life, really.)
I vaguely remember yesterday, Friday, which was my actual birthday. I have torpid, hallucinatory memories of someone making soup, thousands of violated tissues tossed carelessly about the “sick room” (a.k.a., the guest bedroom), and bouts of weakly-vehement cursing of the vicious soul who thrust this scourge upon me. It also seems that friends and relatives were texting perky felicitations, unaware of my nearly-comatose state and great desire to not be texted about anything, ever again. I may have answered them. I may have not. I really don’t know, but I’m fairly certain my errancy will be fully reviewed at the next family reunion. My clan does not let things go easily, regardless of the circumstances that may have contributed to one’s perceived failure.
Still and all, I hope to be back soon, but we’ll just have to see what the coy fates have up their sleeves. In the meantime, here’s yet another pic of me at Broken Bow Lake. Well, it wasn’t meant to be a picture of me, more so of the lake. But my poor attention to detail led to my shadow being captured, making me present but not really. Sort of like this blog right now.