Some days I think like I am mayor of Blog Land. Like "oh this will be a good story to tell" or "wait 'til I tell the gang about this." Yes, the gang is you, readers I hope I have.
Other days I think like the most over-thinking-est writer in town. Like "I have to tell this story or I will die" or "if I don't get the words out of my head and heart, I will go crazy." Yes, crazier than I already am, thank you very much.
Still other days I don't do much thinking at all. They are the get me from A to B kind of days. I am sure there are anecdotes in there somewhere. I am sure there are funny moments, poignant moments.
Moments that other days would be the stuff of great over-analyzation and stuff that needed to be told.
Yesterday was sort of one of those days.
Last night was definitely one of those nights. Maybe it's because I don't take my own advice and don't go to bed early enough. Maybe it's because I'm fasting for medical tests that I am having today. It could be a combination of both. A cocktail of not eating and Googling potential medical issues while not sleeping? Never do this. Ever.
I'm now convinced I have everything from the Avian Flu to perimenopause. And of course a million other scary diseases.
Once I eat I will feel better and I'm sure I'll have a story to tell.
I look like this Liz Lemon clip.
Other days I think like the most over-thinking-est writer in town. Like "I have to tell this story or I will die" or "if I don't get the words out of my head and heart, I will go crazy." Yes, crazier than I already am, thank you very much.
Still other days I don't do much thinking at all. They are the get me from A to B kind of days. I am sure there are anecdotes in there somewhere. I am sure there are funny moments, poignant moments.
I mean, c'mon, with this floppy-haired,fabulously adorable bunch of kids there is ALWAYS going to be a good moment or two or three or more everyday. |
Moments that other days would be the stuff of great over-analyzation and stuff that needed to be told.
Yesterday was sort of one of those days.
Last night was definitely one of those nights. Maybe it's because I don't take my own advice and don't go to bed early enough. Maybe it's because I'm fasting for medical tests that I am having today. It could be a combination of both. A cocktail of not eating and Googling potential medical issues while not sleeping? Never do this. Ever.
I'm now convinced I have everything from the Avian Flu to perimenopause. And of course a million other scary diseases.
Once I eat I will feel better and I'm sure I'll have a story to tell.
I look like this Liz Lemon clip.
And of course I couldn't put up a fasting/starving blog post without including my favorite Chris Farley clip from SNL.
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