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Anyone Can Get It |
Yep, I have it.
The pressure is getting to me. I haven't written a new post since December 29, as my sister so directly pointed out, but not because I haven't tried. The truth of the matter: I haven't eaten good food, drank great wine, or done anything worth writing about for the last six weeks. I even had a birthday in that time period. Not that it wasn't a good birthday, but it was kind of a boring birthday, as birthdays go, especially after the last birthday, the Big 5-0, which was a birthday that created an arsenal of blog post topics.
So one day in January I sat down and started writing about new year's resolutions. Oh, please. Delete. And, yes, you're welcome.
Then I started writing about not giving a damn, which, frankly, my dear, I didn't give a damn. Delete.
For the last 45 minutes I have been staring at this screen waiting for the perfect topic to pop into my head. Didn't happen. So the winner is: Writer's Block. And now I am out of coffee and will move on to a ManMosa.
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ManMosa |
My brain is always going a million miles a minute. Why, oh, why, can't I come up with one single thing that is entertaining or funny? Life must be on auto pilot for me. It is time to change it up, starting today.
Typically, on a Sunday morning, I would jump in the shower, put on my Nike fleece sweats, a Macalester sweatshirt, and put my hair in a pony tail. I would then get some keno money out of the money jar, and Chris and I would head to the Last Chance Casino for breakfast and some live keno. I would play the same three numbers in the corner, 10, 19 and 20, and I would get one push and lose the rest. After spending about $4, 8 or 9 games, I would be bored, and we would then head to the grocery store. We would buy ingredients for the meal that we had planned that was hopefully going to be really great and really fun. Well, for the last six weeks, we've bombed out. Nothing great to eat; therefore, nothing great to write about.
Today: Crazy Days. You know how the stores change it up one day a year and put their stuff out in the street for cheap and dress in some silly costume? This will be my version of Crazy Days:
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Just Another Day In Paradise |
I am going to NOT shower (sorry, I showered), wear something absolutely crazy, maybe a spring skirt with my snow boots (it snowed last night). I will still wear a Macalester sweatshirt in honor of Kellen and his hard work. I will put on my North Face down coat and wear something in my hair with no pony tail.
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Let's See, What Should I Shoot? |
We will start by going downtown shooting (with our cameras, not our Red Ryder BB Guns). We will then go to the Last Chance Casino because it is the only place in town with live keno. I will pick three NEW numbers and play until I win. We will then take our winnings, go to the grocery store, where Chris and I will split up, each picking 5 ingredients not known to the other, then meet up in the checkout line. We will then go to Island Liquor and pick out something that we have never had. We will then go home and figure out what in the heck we can make with our 10 ingredients. This will be a fun day, and hopefully a Crazy Day. Crazy Days will be a new made up holiday the first Sunday after the Super Bowl.
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A Really Cool Mural |
My new holiday is all about people having fun and being whacky. As I like to say, "Live a little or live a lot. The choice is yours."
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming – “WOW – What a Ride!” -Anon.