Once again, the little devil on one shoulder whispered the I did not have to make a blog post and indeed would be happier if I did not. I happen to know that little devil is a big fat liar (although sometimes her arguments are convincing). So I thought I would just see what I could come up with, during commercials of a live television (as opposed to DVR’d) episode of Dateline we are watching.
I thought another picture would be nice and found this Johnny Jump-up from April 2021. I have not seen evidence of any coming up so far this year, although we do have a number of crocuses. I hope to plant more flowers as we get further into spring.
This is becoming a rather disjointed post (Non-Sequitur Tuesday?). That is because I have only been typing (one letter at a time with the stylus) during commercials. It is an absorbing episode, although I am finding it interesting for other reasons than the murder. Oh, I am interested in the murder, you know me and murder! But I am intrigued by the characters of the people involved, by what they are saying, and by how I am getting quite a different impression from the one they seem to think they are making.
For example, and this has happened in more than one case, the friends of the murdered woman are all saying how wonderful she was, so sweet, everybody loved her. Then we hear some of the stuff she did, and I think, that wasn’t very nice! Oh, I know: nobody is all one thing or the other. A wonderful person can do not nice things.
I’m afraid I am too tired to chase down the thought and express it properly. Oh yeah, that’s right: Tired Tuesday. I hope I don’t Wuss out on Wednesday.
Mohawk Valley Girl 