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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist
So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.
The last few years have been busy and … challenging:
- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)
- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...
- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?
I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.
So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.
Stay safe everyone. Stay well.
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The Illinois Imps were a hair-raising bunch of Angels and Demons, with a Medusa there to scare you stiff. 
Finally, the unique Utah bunch decided to beard Papa in his den, so to help Auntie Nettie tease her bro! 
As for Auntie Nettie, she played the role of antisocial, unphotogenic, grumpy, non-door-opening hermit to perfection!
1 comment:
I'd like to order one of those beards in white.
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