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Yep, That’s My Excuse

Seriously? It’s time for me to blog again? Oh, um, actually, it was time yesterday, but I put it off. I had a good excuse, mind you. My sister in law’s car broke down on Monday so I couldn’t write my blog post for yesterday morning.

What? That’s a good excuse. I had to go to Orlando with my husband to help him fix the car.

Yes, that’s what I said. You know, he might have needed me to, um, hand him something. A tool or whatever.

Well, no…I ended up not needing to help him at all. What did I do? I had a book with me, of course. Duh.

And then we decided to go to Universal Studios. I mean, it’s right there, after all. Don’t look at me like that. You’d go, too, if you were done with not helping work on the car and it was practically across the street and you had passes.

What about after? Are you kidding me? It was way late. The drive home is over an hour, and we’d done all that walking. (And eating—you really should try the Fish n Chips at The Three Broomsticks.)

Yeah, yeah, I know I’m normally a night owl. What’s your point? I’m supposed to be creative at midnight just because I’m awake? Hah. When’s the last time you wrote something at that time of night that made sense?

Uh—what was that? Slap something together in the morning? I think not! Have you ever met a night owl? We don’t do mornings. Uh-uh. Takes a good half pot of coffee and a couple of hours to get our brains going. And that’s for simple things, like emails. No way I could get a blog post together before noon. And then it’s considered an afternoon post. Really, you should know these things.

See. Perfectly good excuse. Besides, it turns out Pete had a cool post of his own that fit right in there. It was…serendipity.

So don’t nag me.

Oh, yeah…nearly forgot. Winners of The God Hater. Congrats to Becky Minor and Kevin Spencer! (Diane apparently couldn’t let me do my posting about not posting without actual work. Slave-driver that one. Hehe….)

About Kat Heckenbach

Kat grew up in the small town of Riverview, Florida, where she spent most of her time either drawing or sitting in her "reading tree" with her nose buried in a fantasy novel...except for the hours pretending her back yard was an enchanted forest that could only be reached through the secret passage in her closet... She never could give up on the idea that maybe she really was magic, mistakenly placed in a world not her own...but as the years passed, and no elves or fairies carted her away...she realized she was just going to have to create the life of her fantasies. She shares that life with her husband and two homeschooling kids. Kat is a graduate of the University of Tampa, Magna Cum Laude, B.S. in Biology. She spent several years teaching, but never in a traditional classroom--everything from Art to Algebra II. Her writing spans the gamut from inspirational personal essays to dark and disturbing fantasy and horror, with over forty short fiction and nonfiction credits to her name.

11 comments on “Yep, That’s My Excuse

  1. Next time drive a little further north of Orlando and we can make excuses together. 😀

  2. My Dearest Kat,

    LOL,LOL,LOL,LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  3. Ha! Thank you, Chicky. 😛

  4. LOL…everyone’s allowed a free day everyone once in a blue moon.

    • Agreed, Ralene. Although I should have been a bit more proactive and gotten my post done ahead of time. Oh, well, I’ve got some forgiving cohorts here!

  5. ROFL…..I totally hear you. Mornings should not begin before 10/11am…I have taken to scheduling posts ahead of time. When something strikes me, I write it up and then put it on the schedule. Got to love WordPress’s scheduling. Good Post. 🙂

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