We’re flying into the weekend! Woo hoo! Were you here last week? If so, you know my Friday posts are a potpourri of things from the week. Here you will find what Grover and I have in common with one another and how my son can influence girls, all while enjoying a game (or 20 gabilion) of Go Fish!
What motivates me to write day to day is anyone’s guess. Though I go to bed every night with a bombardment of ideas, I wake up forgetting the ideas I had prior to sleep. While driving the boys to school, I find myself flipping through my mind in search of an idea, like one flips through office files. Read more
Mr. Writer’s Block has come to call.
I do not like this guest at all.
All week my mind had drawn a blank.
And now I struggle, let’s be frank.
.:: The 40th Day
Today is the 40th day of my ice cream fast. And as silly and as trivial as it sounds, I did not think I would be able to abstain from ice cream for 40 days. I must admit the beer, the cigarettes and the wine made the ice cream abstinence bearable.
Though the fast got easier as the days passed, I am amazed at how much I missed the ice cream. Make no mistake, though ice cream is legal and has no immediate mind-altering side effects – well, my mind is altered, but I won’t go there – the frozen dairy delight is addictive. Assuming you are not lactose intolerant but you have an addictive personality, you, too, could find yourself addicted to the frozen dairy decadence.
More often than not, during this fast, if I felt stressed, cornered or upset, I instantly thought I would feel better with a serving (or four) of Phish Food or S’mores. Instead of resorting to my friends Ben & Jerry, I worked out the tension a la naturale, or something like that.
So, now I know I can go without ice cream for a prolonged period of time. And surprisingly, I’m not overly excited about having ice cream tomorrow. Who knows. Maybe I won’t have any of the cold, creamy goodness called ice cream. Mmm…cold, creamy goodness. . .
The ice cream rhyme should go right [here]
Though my lack of inspiration is quite clear.
I tried to be creative; I tried to be clever.
But Blog-wise, this is the worst week ever.