I had another physiotherapy appointment tonight for my left hand. Poor leftie, because she doesn’t have enough to worry about while living perpetually in the shadow of her much more popular sister, has not recovered from surgery as hoped. While the incision itself has closed up and long since stopped threatening to pop open, the…
A Date With My Kobo
Sheesh. Lately I feel a bit like an advertisement for the Chapters companies. Rest assured, readers, Chapters has no idea I exist beyond the emails they send me way too often promoting a new e-book they’d like to sell me. I do not make a dime in revenue from Blue Speckled Pup –not to say…