Sunday, April 29, 2012

At Least It's Short

I have absolutely nothing to write about this morning. Can you even believe that?

No heavy thoughts, no inspiring thoughts, no funny thoughts. No nothing.

It's Sunday morning, we've had our pancakes (pear, banana, flax, oat, pecan, blueberry) and I have clothes on the line and there are more to hang in the washer and the chickens all appear to be fine and I've had plenty of coffee and I've watched a new Freddy movie which you, too, can watch HERE and it reminded me that I haven't been in a film in quite a while and I guess the boy doesn't love me any more or maybe that's not it at all, it's just that I've gotten old and fat. I mean, when he met me I was a young and spry 55 year old.
Oh, Freddy. I love you no matter what. You are a talented young-old soul.

So what else?

Same, same, same. But that is just fine with me.

Oh- the kohlrabi/potato thing was really good. Sort of an odd texture but delicious, nonetheless. And it goes without saying that the meatloaf was good. And the salad.

Oh god. I am so boring.

I guess I'll go weed. Or pick up more branches. Or both. I wonder if I'll break out in poison ivy.

My zinnias are about to bloom and I can't tell you how excited I am about that. There is NO irony at all in that statement.

Mr. Moon is next door helping our neighbors with a spray washer or something. Elvis is crowing. The sun is shining. It's not too hot.

Huffpost wants to know if I would get cosmetic surgery to fit into high heels.

Uh. No.

Guess I'll go put on my overalls. Perhaps something incredibly mindblowing will happen to me today and then I'll come back and tell you about it.
If so, I hope it doesn't involve a snake.

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. There's still time to have some BACON!

  2. "Huffpost wants to know if I would get cosmetic surgery to fit into high heels. Uh. No."

    Best thing I've read all morning.

  3. i took zinnia for granted while i was young.

    but what a wonderful, wonderful, WONDERFUL flower!!! a zillion zinnia colors! they look like jewels to me now.

    and my chickens have not tried to eat them.

  4. God. Boring is fine. Eventful is scary these days. Boring is just right.

  5. If those pancakes have no wheat flour in 'em I want the recipe, please!

  6. Never have understood heels.

    Enjoy the zinnias.



  8. As my favorite poet, Ogden Nash, once said,

    ...."at the moment, oh, Lord,
    I want to be bored,
    I want to be bored to death."

  9. Lucy- There is always time for bacon.

    gradydoctor- I thought I'd put that in there to see if anyone was paying attention. Haha!

    Dottie Kee-Kee- My chickens leave my zinnias alone too. Miracle! Bonus miracle! Yes. Zinnias are like the giant box of crayons. Every color. Oh, I adore them.

    Jo- No kidding.

    A- Sorry. They have flour. Are you not doing gluten now?

    messymimi- I UNDERSTAND heels. I just wouldn't go to the extreme of surgery to wear them.

    Madame King- I swear, if I can avoid it, I surely will.
    Hand to heart.

    Lo- He was right, bless him.

  10. I like these laid back Sundays you write about. It is nice to have a quiet time.


Tell me, sweeties. Tell me what you think.