Oh crap, I have not made my Lame Post Friday blog post yet and it is almost one in the afternoon. What is wrong with me? I guess I have been a little busy. I kind of alternate between running around doing things and sitting in my house in a huge funk, saying, “I Can’t Even.” And I tend to spend more time doing the latter. We must do something about that. I speak with the Royal We, because I suppose in this case, I must help myself.
Who could be un-helped by blingy Minnie Mouse ears?
Here is a picture of me, all ready to help myself. Is this not the picture of a woman who, in fact, Can Even? I think so. I only wish my mind were not so blank of something to blog about.
Hold on to your hat!
How about we make this post all about me? I am taking care of myself today by getting my yearly mammogram. Full disclosure: before I got a mammogram last year it had been some years before I had had one. However, it has been a year and a day since my last one. I was amused to note I am getting my boobs squished on Dolly Parton Day (9/25, or nine two five), although Dolly would rather be known for books than looks. I think that makes this post also a PSA: hey, ladies, get your yearly mammograms!
And later on, I may strut my stuff!
After my mammogram, I will look for something fun to do. The picture above is a rehearsal for a play I was in last year, which was of course fun, but such activities are not available to me today. I include the picture, because I think I look cute (or do I flatter myself?).
Cheers to ME!
Yes, this is what I am likely to do later, lush that I am. A glass of Chardonnay with friends. If I cannot find any friends to hang out with, my knitting needles and an episode of Dateline or Columbo will have to do. Happy Friday, everyone!
