Hi. It is not Monday morning anymore, it is now Monday afternoon. At least here in Boston it is. It is still morning someplace, but not here, friends. How was your weekend? Mine was great. I will have details on Saturday's 100th birthday party to post tomorrow in celebration of the actual birthday. But what else? I'm struggling to keep this blog going. I want to post, I really do, but sometimes I run out of time and then I end up kind of feeling bad that I didn't post, and I hate that, because I don't want this to be an obligation, I want it to be a creative outlet that is fun and silly and not a stressor. Isn't it crazy that I just made a blog a source of stress? What the what? Ok, so moving on from that constant topic, what is going on with you? (I only assume that people read this blog because it is not like there are comments ((other than stupid spam)) to let me know otherwise.) I felt like painting the inside of my closet lavender over the weekend. I did not paint it. But I felt like it. However, I am glad I didn't paint it because I have already decided that I do not want a lavender closet. It could use some cleaning up though, and I need to get on that. And I also feel like making mac and cheese but I don't want to eat it because it is not very healthy that mac and cheese and there is chocolate everywhere I look and it has become a game of me v. the chocolate and the chocolate is winning. (hangs head in shame) And lastly, I am wearing a big and sparkly necklace today because I did not like anything in my closet and thought the necklace would cover up the otherwise total dullsville outfit I put on. Oh, and the necklace is not only big and sparkly, but it also features a heart! Yeah, totally crazy over here today. So this post is basically about nothing and I'm sure it feels like it. I probably shouldn't have written anything instead of just babbling like an old lady at a church bake sale. Real content tomorrow, promise! (and now how badly do you want a piece of pound cake from a bake sale?!)
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