Are you the equivalent of a stalker? At the very least, a heckler. But, in fact, I couldn't hear you heckling because I was out of town. Away from the computer for FIVE FREAKIN' DAYS! On a lovely summer holiday with my family. Not concerned in the least about my blog or what I was going to write about next. (well.. that's not entirely true. I tried my damndest to get a good shot of the devastating pine beetle damage for you. See? I still think about you when I'm not here.)
So, I'm sorry for not writing since Friday morning. Whatever happened to the "no pressure", "write at your own pace", "I'll be here for you when you DO post"????
I'm here. I'm here.
I have some beautiful Rube family pictures for you when I get a chance to sit down here again.
(and I'm pms'y this next week, so should have no trouble finding something bitchy and angry to write about.)
(and, you know I love you, right?)