Xmas Redux

My dad is completely sadistic. Here is his idea of Christmas fun:   I have a ~slight~ case of arachnephobia…all it really does is cause me to SCREAM AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS AND FLEE THE PREMISES any time I encounter a spider…of any size. And the truly evil/just part of it is that I can’t even bring myself to kill them anymore. […]

Merry Christmas!

One…or two…or three…or four of you has mentioned on more than one occasion that *ahem* I NEVER POST. But I tell you in my own defense, and for the benefit of all your blog-weary eyes…that I never post unless I have something (relatively positive) TO SAY! Okay, I have plenty to say…but it hasn’t all been about writing lately […]