The Would-Be Arm Breaker

Pardon me while I break my arm patting myself on the back. I hope that title didn't throw you off. Many years ago, when I didn't write my blogs a day ahead, but only that night after a full day of teaching and child-rearing...I almost missed a night. I got in a title, though. And it was "Broken Arm." A real broken arm, the first time The Pony broke his elbow. So I don't want to be cited for falsehoods under the Truth in Blogging Law. No actual arm was broken. It's just a saying used to describe a braggart.

Anyhoo...these days I type up posts for both my blogs the day before, and set them to automatically publish. That way, if something comes up, I don't have to rush. The Pony's decision on Sunday, that he wasn't coming home for Thanksgiving after all, threw a giant monkey wrench into my plans. I'd only been working ONE DAY AHEAD.

Normally, when a trip is on the horizon, like the upcoming CasinoPalooza 3 in December... I do an extra post each day, so I have enough of them banked to tide me over. During the original CasinoPalooza, I tried to do it real time, which was stressful, and took time away from being in the casino until all hours with my family having fun. And now, thinking I'd be leaving Tuesday morning to meet The Pony, and returning Tuesday night, I hadn't planned any extra.

Well. You know what a trouper Mrs. HM is. How she gets all efficient-like and takes pride in her little blog thingy. So I've spent the past 24 hours (typing this on Monday night at 9:56) getting blog posts lined up to publish each day. Both here and on my less-secret blog. That means since Sunday, I've compiled a stable of 10 blog posts to accommodate The Pony visit.

Whew! This is the last one. Not very interesting, perhaps. But it might help you understand if the others this week have been lesser blog posts. Like a lesser babka. Not that my two regular readers will get that reference. I know you're not Seinfeld fans! But hopefully, you're Mrs. HM fans.

I did it all for you!