So, it’s Wednesday again. Happy Wednesday!
I don’t know when I decided that Wednesday would be the day for happiness…I guess it’s kind of sad that I have to make an effort to be happy. I don’t, really. I just tend to err on the melancholy side when I write, so…hence: Happy Wednesday! ![]()
I used to tell blonde jokes on Wednesday…but I have told all the ones worth telling. Of course, I AM one long never-ending blonde joke, so I should never be at a loss for material.
Speaking of: last night, Byron was putting some things into my top dresser drawer, and he started laughing. He pulled three things out and said, “This is SO YOU!” He laid the three things next to each other on the bed. They were 1) something feminine and frilly, 2) a single pink and gray argyle sock, and 3) a XXL old t-shirt with paint spots all over it….
Oh well, what can I say, I have my own organizational style.
I love those pink and gray argyle socks, and haven’t given up hope that the missing mate will someday reappear! ![]()
Maybe I’ll go on Ebay and see if they have any argyle socks.
A little red bird has decided to make the tree by my front porch his home. He’s been there every day the past few days. Even when I don’t see him, I can hear him chirping in the bushes… I love him and think I’ll name him “Wednesday”. ![]()
So, Happy - I’ve run out of blonde jokes so I need to tell lame stories of my disorganized dresser drawers and I love argyle socks and my new red bird named “Wednesday” - Wednesday!
Peace.







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