Blogging. I got nothin’. Nothin’, I tell ya! I’ve
now written three blogposts, none of which were worthy of tonight’s dinner
napkin. Sigh. What’s a girl to do except
fess up? I mean, if I write about the
laundry, you’d run, right? Well, in
truth, there’s five more loads waiting their turn. And if I tell you what I did for dinner, you’d
gasp in fright. Okay. It was Kirby Lane Eggs, a recipe from a
favorite haunt in Austin, TX. And
why? Because all wrapped into one were
the eggs, carbs and flavor and it got cooked in one pan in less than five
minutes so I could eat and keep moving.
No side items either. Some foodie I am, right? Boring.
So what do
you do when there’s nothing in life to blog about? I’ve never had this conundrum before. Okay, there’s an idea….favorite words. Conundrum.
I love that word! It just waits
to roll off my tongue with that “r” just begging to be rolled. Co.
Nun. Drrrrum. Can’t you hear
it? Unlike Pickle, which just sticks it
right out there. Pickle! Love that one too. But my favorite of all times is the word Sensual. I don’t know why, I just like it. It feels right to say. Weird, huh.
And so I’ll
close with cheetah print. That’s what I
bought today to finish out the costume of my murder mystery character, Hillary.
It’s that spooky time of year when
murders and mayhem take place with my writer friends. And sadly, this year there are no fake
eyelashes or tattoos for me. No glitter
or sparkles of any kind. Just some cheetah
print and a flask. And a bucket load of mischief! Mwuahahaha……
What’s your
favorite word? Do you wear cheetah
print? How many loads of laundry do You have in the queue…..?
I love the word chirt. When I was a little girl I used to say that I was going to name a boy child Chirt so that I could say it all the time. Odd I know.
ReplyDeleteI love the word chirt. When I was a little girl I used to say that I was going to name a boy child Chirt so that I could say it all the time. Odd I know.
ReplyDeleteI love the word chirt. When I was a little girl I used to say that I was going to name a boy child Chirt so that I could say it all the time. Odd I know.
ReplyDeleteI love the word chirt. When I was a little girl I used to say that I was going to name a boy child Chirt so that I could say it all the time. Odd I know.
ReplyDeleteConundrum is great. But oh, I simply adore the word persnickety. ;)
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