Where have you been?

Where have you been?

Here, I think.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means

I am not sure where I have been

the past few weeks.

Oooo do tell!

I don't know what there is to tell.

One minute

I am all gung-ho about my blog, pinning,

making things, and then…

NOTHING. 

And not 'nothing' as in

I am having a bit of time out, or I am super busy

with other stuff.

I mean NOTHING.

Huh?!

as in memory wiped clean, like my favourite past times  

never existed.

Alien abduction.

 I was NOT abducted by aliens.

Explain that new lock of grey hair?

What, Where?!

Last time we spoke

you mentioned spraypainting chairs…

that's right.

So maybe the fumes addled your brain a little?

Hmmm…

and a little Big Bird (your hubbie)

told me you were out for the count last week,

tonsilitis was it?

Yeeesss…

So

 fumes + lurgy = brain melt.

That does make sense.

Shall we will run with that?

It beats alien abduction.

Although it doesn't explain the lock of

grey hair.

YOU ARE GETTING OLD dear.

Older NOT old!

Potaytoe – Potahtoe.

Okay this isn't helping my addled brain.

See you next week.

 Time for a blue rinse?

See you next week!