Could I be getting older? SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!! Actually, that is a silly thing to say, because of course I am getting older. You get older or you die; those are the choices. The reason I ask is that this flu has really knocked me down. I feel so NOT recovered. I think I am recovered. Logically I know that I did not even get as sick as other sufferers. Yet I feel dragged out. Or like something the cat dragged in, as the saying goes (that is another way to get away with using a cliche, by the way: you add in the phrase “as the saying goes”) (the usual trick I use is to throw in the word “proverbial,” as in, “something the proverbial cat dragged in”) (but I digress).
“Ho! Ho! Ho!” And you can see who he’s calling a ho.
I thought I would throw in a monster picture before I got even more bogged down in parenthetical comments. This is a new picture I just stole from one of my monster pages on Facebook. I had thought to try for a Monstrous Monday Post. I kind of feel like I am starting blogging all over again. In fact, I feel I need to begin a whole lot of things all over again: running, cleaning my house, getting my act in general together…
So I guess I have made another blogging start. Future posts may document how I progress with everything else.
Mohawk Valley Girl 