I've written a few posts over the last few days that are not worth posting.
I'm going to steal a line from James Wolcott ... So snugly bundled am I in my own little world ... that I can't seem to write coherent sentences. Wolcott's snugly bundled situation never seems to stop him from doing that.
When I got to the part of his post where he wrote...
It's always distressing when a blogger is saddened and disturbed.
I laughed out loud. Love that. But, anyway...
I'm assuming over the holidays others have been snugly bundled and it hasn't stopped them either. What's wrong with me?
Like Snag, for instance. Read this great post about him taking his sons to The Field of Dreams.
Not writing is what I'm doing.
And now on to my very favorite holiday hero, Patti Digh's husband. Man oh man oh man oh man. With motivation like that, I could write a gazillion blog posts. Possibly even coherently. The Wet-Vac I got just didn't inspire the same sort of output.
Love it though, Skimmer!
Just teasing. The Skimmer didn't get me a Wet-Vac. He got me books and pajamas, which is the main reason I haven't been blogging. I've pretty much spent the entire week all snugly bundled in my new pj's by the fire reading my new books, while he's been on the sofa watching one God forsaken football game after another. The Brown's won but so did Tennessee. Shocker!
So, my last post of 2007 is really a non-post filled with lots of links to real great posts. I feel so lucky for that.
Happy New Year, everyone! Here's to it all getting better.