This is dreadful. What little brain I had seems to have up and deserted me. At first I thought perhaps it was still partially here, since I am typing quite competently. Then I remembered: muscle memory. It means nothing.
There is little point in even saying, “But I MUST make a post!” We all know I will not willingly let a day go by without hitting publish on SOMETHING, however lame and foolish. Waaaait a minute! Today IS Lame Post Friday! Now I’m wondering if I shouldn’t re-name it to Foolish Friday and go for that alliteration I so love.
Sometimes when I feel quite brain dead at 4:47 p.m. (according to my computer), I can put off posting till later in the evening. Occasionally that works out for me and I come up with something not contemptible (don’t ask me for an example; I am certainly not up to searching previous posts much less making a link). However, today I must head to Much Ado at Herkimer Elks. We had a dress rehearsal last night. I had taken a decongestant and was extremely lightheaded, but I managed to say most of my lines correctly.
You know, I’m seeing kind of a head pattern with me lately. Either I am lightheaded, I have a headache, or I am brain dead. What the hell, head? Maybe I have too much hair. I am getting a haircut tomorrow; maybe that will help. I am getting a pedicure as well, but I somehow doubt pretty colored toenails will improve anything other than my disposition (still, that is definitely worth improving). On the brighter side, I will be able to make a blog post about Hot Spot Salon and Spa in Herkimer, where I get my beauty work done (I was going to say I use the term “beauty” loosely as applied to myself, but would that not be insulting to my stylist? She is pretty awesome).
At least I am over 300 words. Sometimes we settle for quantity over quality. If only I could think of a headline, my life would be perfect.
Mohawk Valley Girl 