Oh, I had not meant to make a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post. I meant to have Sunday Running Commentary and even ran with that very purpose in mind (as well as health, weight-loss and 5K preparation purposes). But then I had to go grocery shopping, then I started doing laundry, then I had a headache so lay down, then I fell asleep till Steven came home, then I was cooking…
It’s starting to look like a Scattered Sunday. In fact, I don’t feel particularly wrist-to-forehead right now. Only, I want to make a quick post, so Steven and I can get on to the movie watching portion of the evening. He brought some of our Christmas movies down from the attic. I particularly want to see How the Grinch Stole Christmas, the real one, meaning the cartoon narrated by the inimitable Boris Karloff. For one reason, I can pretend we’re watching a horror movie. I adore Boris Karloff.
I am in the midst of cooking a couple of things that might make good cooking posts. Additionally, I have extended posts to write about some of the Mohawk Valley businesses I patronized on Shop Small Saturday. All kinds of blog topics, yet here I am hurriedly typing in nonsense (full disclosure: I paused in my typing to go stir some stuff out in the kitchen).
Then again, this is what I do. I publish nonsense on many occasions. But I hope sometimes at least I amuse and entertain. Or do I flatter myself? That thought will give me a wrist to forehead moment. Happy Sunday, everyone.