The other day my dear son Michael had the nerve to diss me publicly right on my own blog. Apparently the whole thing is getting a little boring for him. Don't you know Michael what kind of pressure that puts me under? Don't you care?
Here I sit at my kitchen table at 8 pm just wracking my overworked brain to come up with something to keep you entertained. Guess what? It ain't working and I don't care. Well actually that's not completely true. No, not the "don't care" part....that parts true. However I did actually come up with a decent idea I just ain't gonna tell you what it is until you apologize.
Well actually that's not true either. I am gonna tell you about it just not today. You may find this hard to believe but I am still struggling with jet lag. I still wake up way too early in the morning, usually with a headache (I'm not the headache type), and at this time of day I get so drowsy I can hardly hold my head up. I also get unusually anxious and irritable, and find it hard to concentrate or get motivated. And no, before you say it, I don't think that's the normal me.
I think tomorrow's gonna be a good day however. I'm gonna try to sleep as long as I can and then have a nice long workout. I'm also thinking of cooking the turkey tomorrow for the family gathering on Sunday. I hope that either the workout, or the turkey cooking, stimulates the creative juices. After all Mikey will be coming for dinner so I gotta be sharp.
"No pressure, no diamonds."---Thomas Carlyle
....and here's one of those just perfect quotes I sometime stumble upon...
"Under pressure, people admit to murder, setting fire to the village church or robbing a bank, but never to being bores."---Elsa Maxwell.
Love
Peter
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