I don't do this very often anymore... usually I have nothing to say but somehow today I have thought of a billion things to say and then when I sat down to write here I suddenly went completely empty headed and so I decided to talk about next to nothing. Sometimes suddenly becoming empty headed scares the poop out of me... I start to wonder if I'm following in the footsteps of ancestors who showed symptoms of Altzeimers.... I don't even want to think about that. The first time I totally lost my train of thought, is a memory it like a crystallized photo. I had just given birth to my second child and I was so distracted by what they were doing that the conversation that I was having with another young mother totally flew out of my head and died a natural death.... it scared me and embarrassed me and I tried not to think about it. Then it happened again a few days later... and so on... at first I thought, "it's just because I am so distracted by my children.... what in the world are people going to think of me." But it continued to happen and as I get older it happens more and more. Sometimes I think that I have too much to think about and so my head does a natural filter job and tosses all unnecessary information... but then I don't know if that is true.
So here I sit and I'm staring at the screen wondering what was so all fired important that I needed to write a second post for the day. Obviously my brain did a quick filter and decided, "no, out that goes."
I'm off to Knit Night in a very short time. It's still blowing a flippin' hurricane and I'm sick of the wind... but I am looking forward to getting together with the gals. We will only meet a few more times and then we will shut down for the summer. Most of us will be so busy getting gardens ready that even an extra night out to knit will be irritating at best and a downright pain in the ass. I do have to say that going out on a night when the sun is still shining and the world is turning green makes me feel like a million bucks. I think I will have to take a Diana Krall CD in the truck so that I can play some tunes and make my world a little more awesome.... if that's possible.
So I will try to remember what the heck I was going to write about and maybe... just maybe... I'll write about it tomorrow. I guess I'm getting old....
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I feel for you, Frankie. Happens to me all the time, sadly. By the time I get the computer fired up, online and have cleaned out the mailbox, I'm totally blank about anything else I might have thought of doing. Two minutes (or less) after I've turned off the computer for the night, odds are pretty good I'll remember at least some of what I'd meant to do. So if it's really, really important, I'll have to start the computer and go through the entire rigmarole to get it done. As a result, I've taken to leaving myself messages on the desk in front of the computer in hopes of reminding myself. Sometimes it even works.
It's been blowing like stink here too, and though the ambient temperature isn't that cold, the wind is so cool, I've taken to my winter coats for dogwalks and sometimes chores. I was in town yesterday and sure was wishing I'd brought my winter coat instead of just a fleece vest. Interesting how many people I saw wearing shorts of some description though. Brrrr.
The couch grass is growing and the lawn is showing signs of green but little else. I did see the stalk of a Coltsfoot flower across from the top of the driveway coming back from our "morning" (more like mid-afternoon today) dogwalk. So progress is being made. Also notice that Charlie Lake was ice-free yesterday. Guess the wind blew it into oblivion because the lake had still looked slushy the day before. I've got a brushpile to burn before it gets much bigger. (The grader wacked down tons of willows and such along the road and I've been gradually hauling it home to burn; otherwise, it'll look like you know where once the trees green up, besides being prone to blowing down onto the road and getting in the way.)
We may make it yet!
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