“Whack”… “Whack” …”Whack!”
Is this thing on?
My great-googly crazy, Aunt Dora….. I’ve been gone a long time!
And for that, kind readers, I am truly sorry.
Life here at Turtle Creek has been … let’s just say …. … .. . . Interesting.
The past two years have been rife with the sound of ambulances, frantic midnight calls, sleepless nights.. and days, and a never-ending parade of hospital stays.
It’s taken a while, but Jane is finally on the mend. Life is returning to something that has a vague resemblance to normal, and I’ve had a deep heart to heart with my inner 10 year-old self to reconcile the fact that my mother isn’t going to live forever. It’s true…. Life moves on…. And it’s either hop on board, or stand there and get crushed under the weight of it all.
So, I am Back.
Fair warning…. I’m ever so slightly more cynical this time around… and I’m not suffering fools gladly. Some bat-crap crazy sh*t has been happening in the world of food writing (cauliflower rice…. Veg pretending to be noodles, people thinking carbs are poisonous)…. And I’ve set my laser sights on all of you lunatics.
So, come back tomorrow….. were making Pita Bread