Assumptions Were Made
We retrieved Mrs. Dave from the place with the huge silver birds, yesterday. And while I’d like to claim I haven’t had an opportunity to sit down and write (and I haven’t. Not really. And only half a cup of coffee, which is the real tragedy) that’s mostly due to communication, or rather, the lack of it. Assumptions were made, is what I’m saying, and the part I’m not saying is going to remain unsaid.
Wee Dave and Wee-er Dave are more or less over the moon to have Mommy home. They’re so thrilled, they’re almost behaving like civilized(ish) human creatures, instead of the semi-barbaric little savages they are. Which is nice.
All of this is to say, I haven’t had an opportunity to write an actual post. I hoped to get some fiction finished to put up, and may still have an opportunity for that *rocks hand back and forth* but I’m not holding out a ton of hope.
Allow me to ask all of you a question: what subject would you like to see covered here at the MGC?