Well here we are once again on Lame Post Friday and I am feeling even more lame than usual (insert peanut gallery type remark of your choice here).
I do have just one thing written earlier this week, a random observation about an old cliche:
It’s no use crying over spilled milk.
I’m not crying because I think it’s going to HELP! I am having an honest emotional reaction to an upsetting event. Can you please cut me a small break? I will look for the paper towels in a minute.
The problem is: before making today’s post I checked out Facebook, as is my usual habit. What should I find but a link to another blog I follow about, you guessed it, crying over spilled milk. They do say great minds run around in the same circles (wait a minute, that is what I say; “they” put it a little differently).
Only, that post was not lame. It was a heartfelt essay about a new mother coping with real problems.
So now here I am writing a post about how inadequate I feel writing my Friday Lame Post.
Only, let’s be honest: I don’t feel any more inadequate today than any other day. For Heavens’ sake, I KNOW there are better writers than me and writers writing about more important things than I write about. It’s no reason to stop writing.
I typed that last sentence and then stopped. Just to put a little irony in your diet (one of my favorite jokes). I will close with the link to my friend’s post, so you can compare/contrast and discuss amongst yourselves. Happy Friday, everyone.
http://megactsout.blogspot.com/2013/02/crying-over-spilt-milk.html
Mohawk Valley Girl 
Awww, thanks for the link, Cindy — and no one’s better or worse, just different! I enjoy what you write about (and it’s a nice distraction from my oversharing about breastfeeding and the like). 😉 Keep on keepin’ on!!
Thanks. I enjoy your blog too. I don’t really spend a lot of time comparing and feeling inadequate. We all write what we can. But the milk thing was one of those weird coincidences that if I read it in a book I’d say, “Yeah, right.”