I made a rather disturbing discovery this morning. My life is incredibly boring. Well, OK, I didn't actually discover that this morning (I've known it for some time, really... though I do forget on occasion), but it hit home today. You see, I've been sitting here for a little while now, thinking about writing some sort of post, which you'll note I couldn't do yesterday, as I had nothing interesting to say then either. Now, upon finding my brain blank all day yesterday (not that unusual on a Monday, really), I thought to myself, "Self, tomorrow you'll have something interesting to say." But I got up this morning and after a couple of hours of Blank Brain Syndrome, I thought to myself, "Self, you clearly live the most dull existence in the history of existences." And I sighed.
How can one spend 10 days offline, presumably to actually live life, and have nothing to write about at the end of it? Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch.
On the up-side, the weather has warmed up. Well, it's a bit chillier this morning, but that's cool. Ha ha ha ha ha... cool... get it? See, it's cooler than it was the other day... which is cool... oh, never mind. Anyway, it's been a bit bizarre, really. A week ago Sunday, Ryan was skiing in a snowstorm. It was about 2 degrees and I had to drive home that night at 20 mph, as the roads were snow-covered and slick. Exactly one week later, it was 72 degrees when I got her all stuffed into her ski boots and pointed her in the direction of the lift house. Bizarre. She found she doesn't like skiing in slush. Well, to be specific, she doesn't like falling in slush, as when it's too warm for a ski jacket, significant parts of her aren't covered in waterproof material... not pleasant.
Here's something funny (or not)... I heard an ad on the radio this morning for the Virginia Heritage Market. It's this big building on the outskirts of town that houses all sorts of small, local craft/retail businesses. The guy on the radio said, in a very country-fied sort of accent, "Whether you need you some grape jelly (pronounced 'jell-Eh') or a new rifle, we've got it at the Virginia Heritage Market!" How cool is that? You can get your sweets and killin' machines, all in the same place!
Sorry. I told you, I got nothin'. I'm going to just quit while I'm ahead. Hope your Tuesday is more exciting than mine.