It is that moment on a Sunday when I have to make a blog post or miss a day. That is why I call it Wrist to Forehead Sunday, when I would prefer to swoon upon a handy chaise lounge, dramatically posed, because it is all Just Too Much. We all know I am something of a drama queen. I embrace it.
I have not personally reached my own breaking point, I hope.
It has not been an especially heinous Sunday. The temperature is too warm for my liking, but you’ll have that in August. I have Snapped on the television and a glass of wine handy, which a Facebook meme assures me is appropriate for the day.
But this is how I feel.
Here is my skeleton Bonita, striking a dramatic pose. Looking at her, I wonder if I should not go back on the South Beach Diet. Points to ponder.
Don’t whine! Wine!
This is obviously not August, as I am far too warmly dressed. However, I thought I would include a cheerier picture. I don’t spend my entire Sunday swooning around, lamenting the imminent return of Monday. For one reason, I am grateful I have a job to go to tomorrow, so just don’t start with me, you Just Be Thankful Thats (you know who you are)!
In any case, I see I am over 200 words. Happy Sunday, everyone!
Mohawk Valley Girl 