Banality Unlimited

It has taken me four long months to get off my butt to write a new blog post! I really do love the idea of having a blog, but most of the time I just don't feel like anything I write is going to be very interesting. (Which may be why my Mom is the only person who reads this thing!)

It is November 27 and we are now in the dreaded time zone between Thanksgiving and Christmas. I am doing my mental gymnastics, trying to work up enthusiasm for the holidays. Rob is in Portsmouth, New Hampshire and I have a lot of time alone right now. Why not spend it racking my brain over the Christmas shopping list. It's a worthy effort, though all I seem to be doing is bloodying my forehead and making a mess upon the wall. Kind of like that freaky hospital scene towards the end of "All that Jazz," which I watched last night. I had a completely different idea of what that movie was about. I kept waiting for Liza Minelli to show up. Wrong movie! But, I digress...

Four days ago we had a wicked snowstorm here, which is kind of strange in itself. But this storm brought snow, cold temperatures, and a fierce wind that knocked out power for tens of thousands of homes. Today, the snow is completely melted and we're back to a heavy fog of moisture so thick I can barely see the neighbor's houses. While I am terribly relieved to be rid of the snow and cold, there is something about it that drop-kicks you into the holiday mind frame. I immediately wanted to start baking and stringing lights all over the house! Now, I'm ready to pull on the rain gear and play frisbee golf again.

See what I mean about the boring post? Jeez, I have, like, nothing interesting to write about. The things that pop into my head that are kind of interesting are probably not fit for public consumption. So bear with me for another four months. Maybe I'll think of something by then!