Occasionally, life is uneventful. Most of those days, I think "DAMN! What the hell am I going to blog about today?" This morning, as I was rudely awoken by the whistling of my singularly congested nostril, I had similar feelings. Until I remembered that I haven't felt this way since last May: Dh's deployment, my surgery, Nana's stroke, Dad's burglary - all have kept me plenty busy and plenty awake at night. Plenty fast-forwarding through the motions without paying attention to the details in the desperate hopes that I would just be able to get through it. And I wonder why I don't remember anything in detail past 23? Could be the wine. Could be the events. Hell, it could be anything.
Now I'm not one of those people that is going to say "STOP! Smell the flowers!" (what if you're allergic?) I'm not going to run off and join a cult, neither. Though I think BlogExplosion is damn near close. What I am going to say is that when Life tells you to laugh, do it. Too bad you don't live near me, cause I can totally sound like Starsky and Hutch. Hidden talents, yup, yup. Like today. Imagine my delight and surprise (shock! and awe! how overused has that been this last year?) when I google'd "confused" in images and got this. I don't normally associate being confused with penises, but damn if I didn't bust out laughing.
Have a Good Weekend.