A new low has been hit:
I just now woke up and flew out of bed, freaking out that today (thankfully, it is still TODAY, and not 30some minutes later) it's been two weeks since I've posted.
And that means, another missive from BlogHer. Another two-week period in which I have let anyone who checks this (and who's interested in whatever happened to the rest of the tarot sequence) down. Thank you, specifically, to Ghosty, for actually leaving a curmodgenly message that got this panic sequence started.
AAAACK.
Ok. That felt a little better.
How did December ever get away from me this way? It can't almost be MID-December!? I don't even have a Christmas tree! There are no lights outside my house! And I've already had a household sick AGAIN!?
This is so very lame it doesn't pass muster, but it will have to do. By way of apology (*snort*) I shall publish the next tarot sequence number sometime tomorrow.
Oh, I know you're all riveted.
But for those of you who check this, I truly appreciate the support, and the stick-to-it-iveness.
Try saying that thing out loud sometime. It's… an experience to appreciate.
Back to your regularly-scheduled, oh-so-not-daily-anymore, zen sarcasm.
A Daily Dose of Zen Sarcasm! 
Glad to see you’re back!
I’ll have you know that I just said “stick-to-it-iveness” out loud.
Also, we as yet have no tree. No lights. No Christmas cards. Not a single present bought. (Um, I seem to have gotten the Gilligan’s Island theme song going in my head.)
But seriously, you are not alone in the panic-inducing-behindness.
Good to see ya back again. And I put up my tree for what little bit of time I’m here. A bit of that cheer can be for you too!