Hi everyone,
My husband is going to take some time off. He’s too cowardly to tell you himself because he’s afraid you’ll be mad at him and never come back again to his blog and he’ll have no friends and spend the rest of his life sniffling in a corner and his writing will turn to twaddle and his publishers will ring the doorbell and announce they’ve come to take back all of his books and little kids will write him hate letters, so I’m telling you for him that he’s going to take two weeks away from the glittering lights of Blogville to goo foff. Yes, that’s what I said — G-O-O F-O-F-F. I swear I don’t think the man could even spell that.
The things I do for him! And he calls me his M.O.W. I think I’ll start calling him my C.O.H. (Cowardly Old Husband).
So there you have it. Sorry it had to come from me but he’s too busy cringing and having his little pity party to tell you himself.
P.S. He’ll post the July Word of the Month and maybe chip in a tidbit now and then. We’ll see how it goes.