Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Much Ablog about Nothing
So, I've been trying to write a blog entry for the past few days now, but nothing is really jumping out at me. Yes, contracts were finally signed on the new house. But, yawn, I suspect if I say one more word on the subject everyone I know will make like Murder on the Orient Express and collectively do me in. (Apologies for the Agatha Christie spoiler there...)
I could also write about last Saturdays Shoestring Collective, but, after three glasses of wine, a pint and a half of Guinness, my recollections are a little fuzzy. I remember a lot of laughing - and then a serious cocaine play that put everyone on a downer... ha, ha, only kidding Uiscebot! It was just part of the rollercoaster! We're laughing! We're crying! We're wondering what that bloke is doing with the guitar and peddles...
But, I reckon its been a few days now, the moment has passed for a review.
So, that just leaves funny things the kids said as my staple blog filler. But they've been more sombre lately... far example:
Middle Child(age 6) : Why is grandad working at the weekend?
Me: He has a lot of bills to pay.
Middle Child : When I find my piggy bank I will give him money.
Me: That's really sweet of you, but a hug would be better. Hugs are the the best thing.
The voice from the back of the car...
Middle Child : Not starving is better than hugs.
Me: Good point.
Well, I guess this is going to be a blog entry about nothing.
Maybe next time.