Oh, why do I wait till so late in the day to make my blog post? I say it in the usual dramatic pose, one wrist to my forehead, before I swoon on the chaise lounge which I have cleverly made sure I was standing near. Just kidding. I don’t have a chaise lounge.
I was actually thinking about this earlier. Ladies swooning, I mean. I was watching Phantom of the Opera, the original silent film. I have been watching it for two days now, about a half hour each time, while I ran in place on the mini-tramp. Yes! I have started running again! Just thought I’d slip that little fact in.
But getting back to swooning, we had reached the point where the Phantom has abducted Christine. A bunch of stuff happens, then the woman ups and faints. Let me tell you, I was jealous. When a girl just couldn’t handle it any more, all she had to do was swoon. What a great way to get out of thinking of a snappy comeback! Ah, not that I am usually at a loss for a snappy comeback. I mean I can’t ALWAYS think of one, but often. Still, that fainting had to come in handy sometimes.
For example right now. Here I am, Sunday evening and no blog post in sight. If only I could faint dead away and not have to worry about it! Or I could just do what I usually do and type in a bunch of nonsense and hit Publish. And, of course, try again tomorrow. Happy Sunday, everyone.
Mohawk Valley Girl 