The holidays would not be complete without fevers, sore throats, and a strange skin rash that sent one dramatically frantic and weepy blogger to the doctor convinced she had contracted Lyme’s Disease. Turns out I’m just a human petri dish whose leg has unwittingly, despite my scrub and scour personal hygiene techniques, provided the perfect breeding ground for a skin fungus. Ew! As relieved as I was for my doctor to confirm that, although the rash did, indeed, resemble the traditional bull’s eye mark of Lyme’s Disease, I was not going to be stricken with sudden facial paraylsis, joint pain, or heart palpitations. I’m not sure how I felt about being told I was nothing more than host to a fungus, however, and I feel like a rather weathered and moldy tree. Let’s just hope the doctor was correct in his assessment . . .

As I enjoy the last of my holiday vacation with my Irish visitors (is there anything as cute as children who speak with an Irish accent?), I want you, dear readers, to commit to submitting at least one article for Up For Debate. Click the link for details. Mark it on your calendars or make note of it on your hand. Just do it.

Now, back to the fun before the work begins . . .