Ugh. I need to apologize for the extended silence on my part. It
all started with an eagerly-awaited weekend visit from my sister who I hadn’t seen in
forever. What we thought was a simple case of imported food poisoning
on her part turned into a tag-you’re-it, round-robin, imported-from-Indonesia-so-really-icky stomach virus
that’s hit everyone in our little clan except for Tomas. We all know he’s next, but I’ll
be kind and not say it out loud.
In my next life I’m wishing for a super-high-capacity washing machine. ‘Nuff said.
& Pia, if you’re reading this, please don’t feel guilty. We’re all fine now, and missing you already!