Dear Readers,

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Kindly excuse my prolonged absence.

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Where have I been?

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I was zapped by the RSI gremlins.  It hasn't been pretty.

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<a href="http://gremlins.wikia.com/wiki/Stripe?image=Stripe-PNG"><img src="http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090901171405/gremlins/images/3/34/Stripe.PNG" alt="" width="768" height="432" /></a>

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What the heck are RSI gremlins?  Are they as nasty as Stripe?  More importantly, are you o.k.???

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Thank you for asking.

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I'm fine.

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Just a bit tender in body (particularly forearms and wrists) and spirit.  Woe is me.  Cue the violins.

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We all have "stuff".  In the scheme of things, I'm more than fine.

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All I can tell you is that <a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/2012/05/05/owie-has-this-ever-happened-to-you/" target="_blank"><strong>Repetitive Strain Injuries</strong> </a>suck.  <a href="http://web.eecs.umich.edu/~cscott/rsi.html##prevention" target="_blank"><strong>Avoid them at all costs</strong>.</a>

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Anywho....I'm not completely healed yet, but ENOUGH ALREADY!

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I'm moving on before my creative spirit shrivels up and fall back into <a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/365-or-bust/" target="_blank"><strong>'Da Funk. </strong></a> The way to avoid a Repetitive Injury of the Soul at all costs is to get my blogging tushie back into gear.

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So here's the lowdown.  There's Good News and there's Bad News.  Which do you want first?

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I can guarantee that my mother would pick the Bad News, so let's get her all riled up and start with the Good News.  :-D

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<strong><span style="font-size: medium; color: #008000;">The Good News: </span> </strong>I may not have been able to write for these past couple of months, but I have been able to play!  Yay!

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<span style="font-size: medium; color: #333300;"><strong>The Bad (Which isn't all that bad, really) News:</strong> </span> I have a backlog of 9 blog posts, and I'm still nursing an Owie.

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Uh-oh.  You're probably wondering, "How are you going to pull this one off, toots?"

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<strong>Fret not, my pretties.  I'm going to plog.</strong>

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Huh?  Was that a typo?

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Nope.  It's a word that I made up.  I love making up words.  Reminds me of when I was 6 years-old and invented a language that I called "Sma".  Drove my mother crazy.  But I digress....

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Plog is an abbreviated version of "picture blog".  If a picture tells a thousand words, then a picture can certainly tell a blog post.

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Until I catch up on backlogged blog posts, here's what you can expect from me in the upcoming weeks:

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Fairly frequent plogs featuring a picture (or two or three) of my weekly playdate, as well as a snarky remark (or two or four) from me.

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[caption id="attachment_10572" align="alignnone" width="894"]<a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/?attachment_id=10572" rel="attachment wp-att-10572"><img class="size-large wp-image-10572" title="OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA" src="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/P1140002-894x1024.jpg" alt="" width="894" height="1024" /></a> This is not from a Plog. This is simply a gratuitous World's Most Precious Pooch shot.[/caption]

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For those of you who like short and sweet blog posts (like <a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/2011/05/16/day-229-food-truck-friday/" target="_blank"><strong>Britt,</strong></a> for example), this will rock your world.

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For those of you who like for me to drone on incessantly about who-knows-what, I love you for that, but you will have to wait a bit longer for that nonsense, my sweets.

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Until we plog again (look for the first one on Friday), I bid you adieu.

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Yours in plogging,

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Michelle

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