I didn't really drop off the face of the earth

I am sorry I have been AWOL this week, but my back pain flared up again on Monday, much worse than during our time in Israel. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to make the trip to Minnesota on Friday, but my chiropractor, AKA Master David the bone-setter, the name I’ll use when I let him infiltrate one of my books, worked his usual magic and I think I ought to be able to manage it as long as I am careful—and lucky, of course. I get home next week and once I’ve rested up, I’ll start working on the blog about the Israeli trip—and making Facebook and Goodreads visits again, of course.