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Fresh as a Nosegay on Lame Post Friday

At work today, I told a couple of co-workers about the Recency Romance I read where the heroine had a glass of wine with dinner and felt “fresh as a nosegay.” I believe I have mentioned that in this space as well.

“So sometimes I say to my husband, ‘Dear, will you bring me a glass of wine so I can feel fresh as a nosegay?’ ” I said. I had to tell one co-worker that a nosegay is a small bouquet.

Me, feeling fresh as a nosegay.

That is not me at home, but you get the idea.

By the way, this is indeed Lame Post Friday, so I am just going to make a few silly remarks, then hit Publish and watch a DVR’d episode of Svengoolie.

He’s our date.

Right now we are watching Snapped, and before that a couple of episodes of Forensic Files. There is nothing like starting your Friday night with a little murder and mayhem!

We are not drinking our wine out of coffee mugs.

Ooh! Ooh! I just realized: the Snapped we are watching concerns a case we saw recently on Forensic Files! I love it when that happens! I am having a very enjoyable Friday night. I hope you are feeling fresh as a nosegay yourself.

Shoveling Something

I keep telling myself that you don’t have to shovel humidity.  That is really a good thing, because it would be damn uncomfortable to be outside hefting a shovel in this heat.  Yes, I know,  who could complain about the hot weather after the long, cold winter we just endured?  A lot of people apparently.

I did experience some relief from the heat last night.  My lovely niece and nephew-in-law (silly word, nephew-in-law, but I don’t want to make it sound like she married her brother) got central air and gave us their window unit.  It’s not your usual kind of window unit; it sits on the floor and has an exhaust tube that goes out the window. Very handy if you prefer a fan in the window when possible, which we do.

That is a good point about the weather, by the way.  I don’t mind it so much being hot during the day as long as it cools off at night.  I can even live with it being swelteringly hot at night if I don’t have to work the next day.  I get dreadful insomnia in the heat.  And that reminds me that I pretty much do have to work every day.

Ah, from there I could segue over into a lament that I was not born wealthy, like the heroines in those Regency Romances I dote on.  Of course, they are not always fabulously wealthy.  Sometimes they have a “respectable competence.”  Sometimes it’s straightened circumstances or even genteel poverty.  Sometimes they are constantly being dunned by creditors or (horrors!) have to take a position as a governess or companion.  From these situations, of course, they are usually rescued by some rich, titled hottie.

Isn’t that nice?  I have led myself from bitching about the weather to daydreaming about romance novels.  I’ve tried to write a romance novel.  Perhaps I should try again.  As soon as I have finished the one I am working on, which I VOWED I would finish.  In fact, why am I not working on it right now instead of messing with foolish blog posts?  Ooh, that makes a good exit line.  I hope you’ll tune in tomorrow,when Mohawk Valley Girl explains once again why she cannot write a decent blog post.