Under the watchful eye...

I had this really clever post started this afternoon. Well, I thought it was clever.

But, then Home Health came over to change Tom's wound vac, and I obviously got distracted by that.

(BTW - Tom's rear is looking superb! I'm sure you appreciate hearing about your brother's bum, huh Trish? I'm thinking having it healed by Christmas might not be an outragous goal.)

Then I had to quickly run off to get to the chiropractor... and ended up about 20 minutes late anyhow.

So, I attempted to save the post so I could come back to it later, finish it up, and share my humor with all of you.

Except Blogger ate it.

Its gone.

No evidence of the blasted thing ever existing.

So, I determined that to be divine intervention, and decided I probably shouldn't of posted what I was attempting to write. Otherwise I probably would of hurt some feelings accidentally, when my intention was humorous.

Okay, my intentions were not humorous. The words were written out of frustration, and would of hurt some people's feelings.

But, it was written in a funny way... I promise.

See, divine intervention.

It saved me from having to be the bigger person and apologize for being hurtful.

Although I would feel that I shouldn't be the one apologizing...



Ahh... cryptic, isn't it?

(Oh, and some of you already know what I'm talking about. Please don't name them in the comments. K thx bi!)