Uh oh …

Trying to look melodramatic.

As if the whole going-back-to-college-to-be-a-writer thing hasn’t already spawned enough empty pages to feed — with memoir and poetry new squatters on my list of Things I Now Do — I discovered yet another wily critter sneaking into my fridge at night snarfing up my hoard of dark chocolate . . .

The Blog ~cue scary sound of a sneezing wombat~

Please help me keep an eye on this space — 4 out of 5 soused veterinarians only know what might happen here . . .

~shiver~