I can’t make two real posts in a row, can I? I know, I have done it before. Well, I’m not doing it today. I started to write something at work and it wouldn’t quite gel. In my defense, I had a bit of a headache.
“Oh no,” my readers moan, “she’s not going to start THAT again!” Seriously, have I ever really stopped? Sorry, I won’t go on about my aches and pains, except to maybe blame it on the weather. Up and down the temperatures go, now it’s rainy, now it’s sunny. I rather enjoy the variety while still pining for that deck-sitting weather I mentioned yesterday. But changes in the barometric pressure can be bothersome. I suppose now some readers with superior weather knowledge (or just a superior attitude) are saying with a sniff, “It’s not the barometric pressure, it’s…” whatever it is. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, “Don’t be didactic, Myrtle Mae. It’s unbecoming, and men loathe it.” That’s a line from a play.
Where was I? Ah yes, making a Non-Sequitur Thursday post and trying to be quick about it, because I have a baby afghan to finish for a co-worker’s prospective grandchild. One must be timely about these things, you know, because babies grow awfully fast. This one isn’t born yet, so I still have time.
In my further defense, I have two plays going on at once. The murder mystery goes up in two days. I believe I spoke about that on Tuesday. Leading Ladies at Ilion Little Theatre goes up in less than a month. Yes, you may expect this blog to go All Leading Ladies All The Time soon. I hope you are all having a lovely Thursday and I hope to see you tomorrow, when I try to think up some play on words involving Lame.
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