This post was written by Friday blogger Annie Reid.
That’s it for me, alas. I’m on the verge of a WASP Holiday (TM), which is what happens when your repression and stress reach crucial levels of interaction and you get some strange summer cold or something just so your body can just take a damn break, and you can be justifiably cranky. In other words, I’ve spent a lot of time with family in the past week, and we ran out of the brown stuff real early. God bless their hearts.
Maud returns blissfully soon.