I must say, the irony is not lost on me . . .
My last blog post waxed poetic on the virtues of unplugging, of stepping away from the computer screen to spend time with those you love. From the look of things you’d think I took my own advice. Alas . . . the next day I proceeded to rip the phone jack from the wall whilst pulling up carpet.
Hence, the radio silence.
At least that’s where the snowball began: we didn’t bother to replace the phone jack until the new floors were in; then my brother, niece, and nephew arrived from Sweden–they don’t visit the U.S. very often, don’t you know, so we were compelled to frolic; then I was planning a wedding . . . getting married . . . honeymooning . . . moving . . .
Wait a minute, you’re married?!
That’s right, I am quite finished kissing frogs. And yes, when I actually had news, I wrote nary a word. Sigh.
Needless to say, I plan to snuggle in with the love of my life as we celebrate our first Christmas together–there’s a slight chance I’ll steal a kiss or two beneath the mistletoe.
Before I do, however, I want you to know (despite the silence) I did think of you and missed you terribly. So I shall be back, to catch you up.
In the meantime, I wish you love, joy, and peace this holiday season.
And a very Merry Christmas, from me to you!
PS – that vintage postcard slays me. What in the world?