I would post, but my brain is dying a slow and painful death.
If you ever wondered how far in advance I write posts, you can know that I hit publish seconds after I write, which is minutes after I think.
But I have a cold that would trump all other cold since the beginning of time. In fact, there is a chance that my cranial matter would just collapse into a pile of jelly and ooze down my neck into my cleavage.
There might be other posts later.
We’ll hope I survive this cold.
Until then my kids will be wishing and hoping….