Thank you for being a friend…
I’m not exactly sure what my *obviously not anonymous* commenter meant when she told me “Karma was a Bitch” when I posted about my hand injury the other day. All I can say is I would rather suffer a ruptured tendon on my left thumb a million times over and twice on Tuesday instead of breaking the confidence of a person who I once called a friend.
What karma did do however is reiterate that I have 100’s of dear friends in the world who love me and are ready to help me out at the drop of a (wine bottle) and life is too short to spend time browsing the spam folder before pressing delete.
So thank you, you all know who you are and I love you dearly.