Knock knock. Anyone there? It's been a while. I have things I'd like to tell you all, but I just don't feel inspired to write. For example, I'd tell you about my first rodeo, or how we brought home from Idaho an entomological delight on the front of our car (lovingly named Thor) and how TC spent three hours cleaning him at my parent's house only to drive home through swarms of bamn dugs that ran right into the front of poor Thor and spattered their guts all over him creating yet another petri dish for the study of insects. Sad. Or I'd tell you about the research I've been doing on embroidery sewing machines. Excessive for me to have one? Perhaps, but boy do I want one. Think of the possibilities! I could embroidery stuff. WEE!! Or I'd tell you how sad I am that our good friends are moving away, but happy for them all at the same time. Or how excited I am for Cafe Rio tonight. Or how I put together an outfit today that might beg the question of whether I'm color blind. (I'm wearing a bright yellow top, lime green sweater, denim skirt and red heels today. Weird color combo I know, but it just felt right today.) Or I'd write about how my thoughts today are definitely with all those affected by September 11, 2001 (all of us) and how I've decided to set part of today aside to reflect on what I can learn from what happened.
Yeah I'd tell you all that stuff if I was feeling inspired.