writer's whiplash

...something of the sort.  In the case of me, this is exactly what-sit after taking three weeks of blitz-packed overseas vacationing with no time to blog out each memorable day. Days that I dare not forget.  The longer it takes to catch up on those daily entries the more daunting the very idea of doing so becomes.  Unnecessary self-inflicted Gehenna? Nah.  It's an odd pleasure. Thankful for the daily journal to help with short term memory clogs amidst ongoing life and blog juggling.  And yet, that journal continues to get filled with each passing day...because oddly enough, it's the new favored leisurely before night's slumber.  It could take months, not weeks, to get just those three weeks worth of blog entries up.  Maybe somewhere in there, the ability to catch and correct all spell/grammar glitches before publish will be perfected.  This is the humble admission that privileged readers of this private blog are being [....er....um...] blessed by the world's worst editor.  Much appreciation for those that can graciously smile their way through for the time being.  And to those that actually enjoy the detailed sentiments of those travel-tagged and Philippines-tagged blog entries....thanks for  delighting in them.

  

The bugger eating my roses