I have been a bad blogger, bad, bad, bad I tell you. So bad that I'm just waiting for that inevitable knock at the door where I will be confronted by two men in dark suits brandishing a clip board and advising me that my blogging licence has been revoked. But suffice from admitting that I dug myself into a rather large hole of late, and then stood neck deep in mud as I watched the sides of my hole crumble and fall in on top of me (all metaphorically speaking of course, I'm pretty useless with an actual spade) I won't bore you with the nitty, gritty yawn-inducing details.
The good news is, thanks to a lengthy heart to heart conversation with The Coach and a therapeutic and a well over-due painting session I think that I am heading back in the right direction. I'm climbing out of my hole and Teddy is climbing out of the laundry hamper, we're just peas in a pod some days.
I feel that now would also be the perfect time to offer my sincerest apologies to the patient Ms Cathie and Ms Amy who have been waiting ever so quietly for their giveaway prizes. Looky here gals, see these bright and cheery little characters, one will be heading to each of you with-in the next few days. Thank-you both for being so understanding.
I do hope you have all been behaving in my absence, you know I'll be checking don't you.