I taunted. Apparently, I touched a nerve.

Payback is hell, and I have the snot to prove it. What’s that? Speak up, for congestion’s sake, because my head is so full of gunk that I cannot hear you. I had to turn up my Murder She Wrote rerun so loud that Sheriff Tupper can hear it in heaven (God rest your soul, Tom Bosley).

That’s right. I’m watching Murder She Wrote and making a list on a notepad – the kind made of actual paper. I’m also bundled up in my husband’s sweatshirt and surrounded by used tissues.

Hypothesis: Cedar Fever causes rapid aging.

Pitiful me. Not really this rainbow-y.

Like I was saying, it never pays to be mean. So I’m apologizing to you, the cedar trees of the world. I’m sorry I said such hurtful things about your intelligence and beauty. To be fair, you have neither, but I’m still sorry. Are you happy now that I’m contrite? Can you give up and leave us all alone now?

Yeah, not the greatest apology ever. Hopefully the trees bought it, though.

As for the business…

  1. The new and improved Wonder, Friend unveiling is about one week away. I’m so excited my ears just popped! But I wanted to let all my readers – all nine of you who stuck with me through the blog boycott of ’11 – that the site may be down off and on for the next week. It may be down all weekend, plus a day or two next week. I don’t have specifics, but just know that if you pop by and can’t find me, that’s what’s going on.
  2. Speaking of new and improved, I’m looking for guest posts. From you! If you’re interested, contact me and I’ll send you the details. The short version: I want to feature a wide variety of writers (you don’t have to be a blogger) on the new site. You can post about anything – serious or silly, long or short – as long as you are wondering about something. Want in? Tweet or Facebook me, or leave a comment here, and I’ll send you more information. And as always, I’m happy to return the favor. In fact, I would be honored to post for you any time.

That’s all for today. I’d write more, but I have to go pour salt water in one nostril and hope it comes out through the other nostril.

See you next week (hoping to get a post or two up, even though there will be some downtime).

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