Or is it writer's bloc? or writers' bloc? or writers' block? is that all the combinations.
I'm very very tired tonight and I just drank a giant cup of valerian tea which is valium for hippies so I'm falling asleep.
Here's hoping I get some rest.
Oh, but on the bright side, I met the downstairs neighbor's temporary dog! She is babysitting a giant newfoundland which has been clipped for summer so looks ridiculous. And, it's named "Muffin." How perfect is that. The neighbor is a TINY little woman and was noting that the dog weighed more than her so walking it was a problem. I told Muffin, who is a love sponge and was drooling on me while I petted her, that she didn't weigh more than me and she was welcome to come visit the fat people upstairs. Muffin wandered off for a pee but I know she was touched by my acceptance of her size.
I'm putting on the pounds since the gallbladder surgery. Oh well. I like candy and chocolate and grease and I can eat it now. So I'm struggling to have a reasonable diet and exercise program. I also wonder if I didn't screw up my metabolism with 2 months of barely getting 1000 calories a day. Maybe if I eat peanut butter cup after slice of cake after burger after gyro after....well, you get the picture. And it isn't pretty.
I did notice one very sad outcome of the Elkader, Iowa flood...the upscale Algerian Restaurant suffered major damage and I don't know if it will make it back into business! Of course my first question is "What the hell?" It's called Schera's and is run by a nice pair of homosexual gentleman. They are not from Elkader... but you can learn all that by clicking on the link above or on this one: CLICK HERE