I type this, ice bag in hand, as I recuperate from major surgery yesterday. Have no fear. I’m fine. I just hate blank space on my blog. My smile’s gorgeous, but my cheeks look like Rocky the Squirrel and my prescription makes my wordplay a psychedelic minefield of “Did she say that?”
Bear with me. The ride shall continue once its operator gains a sense of health. Probably tomorrow, maybe Friday.
Peace, love, and take care of your dental health, folks. It’s no joke!