I thought I was going to be a bit short of material this week. Blog fodder. Stories. I'm sure you understand. So I phoned my sister in a panic.
"Quick." I said. "Give me something good."
"Aah." she said.
"You could tell them about the time you made us play Girl Guide Camp in the back garden. Which would have been okay except you ran it to a time table. In real time.
Or the time you fell into the tadpole pond and we had to go home early because you had to borrow a pair of somebody else's big purple pants.
Or the time you were learning to drive and you took the corner so wide all the shopping fell out of the bags and a cabbage started rolling round the inside of the car and you got really mad when we shouted Coleslaw! at you for the rest of the afternoon."
"Oh." I said. "Not out of stories quite yet, then. I'll keep scrapbooking."
And storytelling. Don't forget - Storytelling Sunday this coming weekend. I'll be ready, you can bet on it.
I've been overwhelmed by the number of get well soon messages you have been kind enough to send me since Saturday. Thank you so much. I've been replying to them all as best I can - it's so very good to be able to use the computer again wthout a sore head! I've been catching up on some blog reading and planning some new projects for Scrap365, for Sandra at Gotta Craft and for a Guest DT spot I have coming up at the end of March. Looking forward feels like fun again.