Remember, months and months ago, I used to post every day? Do you remember that? I bet some of you are breathing a sigh of relief that I don’t do that anymore. I gave it up in favour of quality over quantity.
However, it seems when I stop forcing myself to write every day, I look back at the end of the month and wonder how I managed to get so few posts together.
It’s harder now, I’m splitting my time between three different blogs (this one, Veronica Foale and My food blog, in case you’ve been busy like me lately) and I’m running shorter on time. I’ve also found another thirty or so new blogs that I like reading and added them to my reader.
Anyway.
Today I logged into my reader, after sort of glancing at it for the last few days and gulped. Lots of new posts in there. Lots of people I want to keep up with. I’m not sure if I actually have the time to click through to everyone though.
So here is your chance. If you’ve written something in the last fortnight or so and you think I haven’t seen it (you’re probably right), leave me a comment here with your link and I’ll click over and check it out. Promise.
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We’re in the countdown to Christmas here.
Tinsel hangs garlanded around the edges of the house. Pretty beads drape themselves from spare nails, hung willy nilly everywhere, threatening to decapitate me in the middle of the night.
Isaac spends a lot of time looking warily at the tinsel, wondering if it is going to eat him while he sleeps.
We don’t have a tree up though. We’ve been busy and lazy and haven’t gotten around to it.
Do you think I could borrow one of Kelley’s? I hear she has hundreds.
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Geneticist appointment:
Question:
Do you think the children have Ehlers Danlos?
Answer:
Isaac: definitely, very hypermobile, bruises easily, happy to diagnose because his skin tears.
Amy: shows signs, very hypermobile, very bruised, very stretchy skin, however no dislocations yet, or skin tears that I can remember. Probably. Bring her back in two years for another clinical examination.
Until then, he is writing me letters of diagnosis for Isaac and a letter to be given to Amy’s school when she starts (in 13 or so months) to say that she has clinical signs and no, her mother doesn’t beat her, please ignore the bruises she is sporting.
I call that a good appointment, considering in children, most doctors refuse to diagnose until they’re thirteen.
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Okay, confession time.
I don’t have time to respond to every one’s comments via email anymore.
So please, if I suddenly stop emailing you after you’ve commented, don’t stress that you’ve upset me! You haven’t, I’m just having to cut back on time expenditures. If you ask me a direct question, I will probably still answer you, otherwise check back on the blog because I will answer in comments.
I hate those blogs, you know the ones, where the author never responds, never visits you back and doesn’t comment in their own comments. I don’t want to be a blogger like that. If I’m not emailing responses, likely you’ll see me in the comment section alongside you.
Of course, if you email me outright I will respond, every single time. It’s only polite.
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So um, that’s me.
Of course, half the reason I’ve been absent is due to a trilogy of books that sucked me in. If you like fantasy novels, I highly recommend Cecilia Dart-Thornton’s The Bitterbynde Trilogy. It is very very good. Curl up on the couch and read for 3 days straight type good.
Now I’ve got to hunt down some of her other work to immerse myself in.
Yay.
Oh! Also! Kristen, over at Wanderlust, she is collecting flags on a little widget thingy. She is a little manic about it (in a good way), so if you live somewhere ‘out of the normal’ click over to her and let the widget find your flag. Or tell your friends in different countries to do it.
