Help! I’ve Been Kidnapped by a Man in a Red Suit!
Ha! Holidays. Technically over, but still recovering and only just home to my own bed, my own kitchen, a stack of mail, and an incredibly grateful purring kitty (that’s the great thing about pets, they forgive and forget pretty fast). Every year, I totally underestimate the black hole of the holiday and I get sucked in wondering how it is possible that 24 hours feels equally like half the time, and a life time all at once. I’m tired, a little fatter, and a whole lot of content. I’ll be back tomorrow with the 100 word round up and a surprise for the challenge. Stop by and say hello.