So, here I am, looking at my screen wondering where in the heck did this morning's post go? I looked in all the usual places. But it's not in the refrigeratror or the dryer or the shower. (If you were lucky enough to read this morning's post, you'd get that joke.)
Here's my theory: Lyric, my wonderful grandson has somehow deleted my most previous entry while I was in the kitchen cooking up mashed potatoes. I remember I caught him using the laptop around that time. Probably, he thought he was helping me out, just as he was when he was hiding my keys and my book and my glasses this morning. (You'd get that too, if you'd read that post.)
But it's gone, baby, gone, with apparently no hope of returning. I tend to write straight onto the Blogger New Post Page, so it's not like I saved it anywhere else.
It's my own fault. I forgot how helpful seventeen-month-old babies can be.