How Wuss-out Wednesday can I get without getting another blog post behind? Taking a Blogger’s Sick Day would be pretty wussy, I think. I feel AWFUL!!! I don’t know if it is a cold or allergies, but there is not much I can do right now except feel awful. Well, I can also spare a little me to feel stupid for being such a big fat baby about what is really a trifling illness. And to feel guilty about not making a better blog post. But that’s about it.
I thought I would throw in a picture, so this could be also a kind of a Wordless Wednesday. Doesn’t she look a little like she’s taking some nasty medicine? I don’t think she is. It is the lady from The Atomic Brain, one of my favorite cheesy movies.
A theatre friend made this frame over a picture of me when I was playing Roxalana Druse at Ilion Little Theatre. She killed her abusive husband and was hung for it, in case you did not remember the famous case. Art Wilks, who played my husband in Roxy, is in Morning’s at Seven with me now, but not as my husband. I find the picture appropriate for today, because when I am feeling particularly ill (you know how these illnesses get better or worse in waves), I keep saying I want to die. Of course I do not. I might miss something.
Looking to end on a lighter note, I include this picture of a nice little vampire, in the Halloween pot my friend Marsha sent me.
Now I am going to drink some hot tea with lemon and honey. Perhaps you will join me tomorrow for Non-Sequitur Thursday.