I got up this morning, having slept in till the for me late hour of six, with two thoughts vying for supremacy in my foggy head: “Coffee first, then run,” and “Run first, then coffee.” Coffee won. Hello, and welcome to another Late Lame Post Friday post.
I delayed making this post until I had a few sips of that magic elixir that renders almost any morning less hideous. Thus I indulge in a little hyperbole. Is that an oxymoron? Since hyperbole is exaggeration for effect, can you, in fact, have only a little hyperbole? Points to ponder.
One problem with a personal blog: I tend to start all my paragraphs with “I.” Because it is All About Me (ooh, that just gave me my title). I have to watch that.
By now I think it is quite clear I have nothing whatever to say and am only rattling on in hopes of reaching 200 words before I run out of coffee. I’ll throw in a picture to pep things up.
Who, us? Be silly?
This was taken at the H.A.L.O. Hoedown, a fundraiser for the cat rescue group, Helping Animals Live Organization. It was some years ago and never became an annual thing, much to my disappointment, because I had a blast.
Yes, that is my late beloved husband Steve in the picture. I’ll never be over being sad that he is gone, but I can smile at all the memories. On that melancholy note (sorry about that; I know this is billed as a “totally fun blog”), I see I am over 250 words. Score! Thank you for tuning in.
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