Well, here I am late in the day on Wrist to Forehead Sunday and my wrist is truly on my forehead because I don’t have the ghost of a post or of an idea for a post. Ooh, the first part of that rhymed. If only I could write a poem about my dilemma, all would not be lost. I used to be pretty good at poetry. OK, I was never really good, but I wrote some silly rhyming stuff in high school that amused some people.
I haven’t a ghost
of idea or post
on Wrist to Forehead Sunday.
I’ve blogged for three years
in spite of my fears
that this would happen one day.
I worked on my home
and drove into Rome
It’s been a very fun day.
If I was wittier
instead of prettier
I could joke and make it a pun day.
I jogged round the town
and didn’t fall down
So it was also a run day.
Now I will finish
‘fore my readers diminish
and try this again on Monday.
OK, that really wasn’t very good at all, and I’m sure many people who know what I look like are wondering just what I think I’m prettier than. Still, one must admit, this is something different. I think a bad post is better than no post at all. Do others agree? Discuss amongst yourselves.
Mohawk Valley Girl 