I'm not doing well. I've used those words twice in the last hour. I forgot what I was supposed to say...I have fallen off the wagon.What a profligate.
I turned on the lamp-light..no light. I said it. The Bad Word.
Is there a twelve step program to help me? I took some salad out of the frig. It was no good...too old. I am fading fast. I'll try to soldier on but I think that this is a no win situation. I am a dyed in the wool swearer. Perhaps with the dawn I'll be able to renew my vows. Peace.
Best!
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Dear Ellen,
Don't fret!! We all "fall off the wagon" now and then...go have a glass of wine:) That will cheer you up! It ALWAYS works for me:)Sometimes in life we simply MUST forge on and I believe you are a very strong, vital forger??? Just made up a word I think:) That's okay, I often do this when my mind goes blank..let's see...what was I talking about???? Blank again...damn!! OOPS...maybe I should reconsider my words of wisdom and support for you...seems I cannot stay focused...look at the sweet bird...hmmmmmmm...egad...Guilty again..focus Marylou....I had better go take a nap and rest my weary brain cell:) Hugs to Life!!
Peace, Marylou
Ellen, you flatter me so...and your comments make my day! I enjoy using my hands to create but you are great with words, clever and witty..I envy that :)
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