I know that I'm a very bad blogger. I could make excuses and tell you that I'm back working 13 hour shifts in the hospital and spend my free time snuggling the bunny, the bird and the boy (true); that my head and feet are so sore on my days off I can't make myself do anything crafty/interesting (also true) or that I study the bnf late into the night for my impending drug tests (I wish this were true). Really, though, I'm just lazy.
I promised myself that this would be the week I got my shit together and posted some of the awesome stuff I've made; I even started drafting some posts. Then I got a phonecall. The kind of phonecall that makes the world spin around you in a deafening blur. My dad was attacked in Poland and is in neuro itu over there with a bad head injury. Please understand if I don't update for a wee while.
Photo from flickr.