There once was a girl we’ll call Katie,
Who was horribly allergic to poison ivy.
One sunny day she was out,
And traipsed all about
And waits to start itching like crazy
D: Really, A?
A: How’d you like my limerick, D?
D: Is this what you’re calling creativity today?
D: We are all doomed.
D: And this?
A: This is my farewell post – for at least a couple of days. I wanted to give a ridiculously huge cybernetic hug to all the guest bloggers who will be keeping you out of mischief and this blog from dying a horrible death due to my neglect.
D: . . .
A: I know. I know. It’s a bloody wonder it hasn’t already died, right?
D: You took the words right out of my mouth, A.
A: Oh, if only . . . ! Starting July 8, the guest bloggers are going to take over this blog and fill it with their creativity and words. Each one of these incredible bloggers (Charles, Helena, John, Ionia, Marie, Craig, TC , Andra and Briana) is fantastic and I cannot wait to have their lovely, insightful, funny and brilliant words gracing this space. I feel so lucky and blessed! Thank you, all of you, for telling your tale with me!
D: A, I think you need to leave now.
D: You have reached your adjective limit for the day. We understand; they’re great.
A: Cheers, D – please remember to behave yourself while I’m gone, ‘kay?
D: Behave? As if I would do anything less!
A: Oh boy. I apologize in advance for his ego and his antics. This is A, signing off. In the words of my favorite Doctor, Allons-y!!