I am sitting here staring at a blank space and feeling that my mind is equally blank.
Well, I thought that if I typed in something, anything (pecking it out one letter at a time with the stylus, of course), I could go on from there. Sometimes these little tricks work. Sometimes not so much. However, I want to make a blog post. I will attempt to make a blog post.
The famous white bathing suit.
I throw in a picture to pep things up. Earlier I watched Creature from the Black Lagoon on a DVR’d episode of Svengoolie. I loves me some Svengoolie.
I know how she feels.
This is also not the picture I was looking for. However, sometimes I like to jump on the I Hate Monday bandwagon. I personally will not be pouring myself such a measure of booze. I had a little wine earlier, but not enough to render Monday even more hideous than it is forced to be by nature.
Cheers, my love.
Speaking of wine, here is a picture of my sadly missed husband, Steve, enjoying a libation at the Waterfront Grille in Herkimer, NY. My friend Kim and I had a couple drinks at the Waterfront yesterday. Did I mention that in my Scattered Saturday Post? It is far too much trouble to go back and look.
I guess I can bill this as a Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post, because I must sound like I am about to swoon, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead. I will try for a little less drama tomorrow.
Mohawk Valley Girl 