Hello? Are you still out there? It’s me, Lora. You may remember me from the “Monster Stuffie Giveaway” contest where I asked everyone and their mother to refer their friends over to F-Words to follow my blog. Then I wrote one post and dropped off the face of the Earth. You’re WELCOME friends!
Oh, you’re thinking, THAT Lora. And now you’re thinking, THAT Lora who can’t seem to GET OVER HERSELF. Announcing her big comeback? Woo. Hoo. Let life begin anew. Anyway…
I guess before I start back in on this whole blogging thing, I should provide some sort of explanation. Well, here it is. I went nuts. Crazy. Insanseville. I don’t like to throw around words like “nervous” or “breakdown,” so instead I will lay them lightly at your feet and pray that you tread lightly.
Anyway, as luck would have it, going nuts was exactly what I needed.
You see, I don’t know if you remember, but I had a bake stand at our local Farmer’s Market, was writing a blog and was trying to raise three young children. Turns out, those three things don’t really go together.
I’ll give you the Coles Notes version. My first sign should have been that I developed a stress induced rosacea rash that covered my entire face. But that wasn’t obvious enough. Then of course the clumps of hair I was finding post shower were just some weird, random occurrences. Still no blip on the crazyometer. The fact that I did not sleep, sit down or stop at all, was also just a little too subtle for me. No, I needed a full blown hammer to the skull and guess what? I got it.
The hammer came in the form of a sweet, little, long-haired, crown-wearing, 4-year-old girl.