I am in a contemplative mood today, more Eeyore and less Tigger. Maybe it’s the dreariness of the day or the fact that I’m having a terrible time breathing today.
I’m not sure.
All I know is that I’m spending the entire day in the kitchen feeling a bit melancholy. Probably because I’m spending the day in the kitchen! The kids made pizza for lunch and I’m simmering enough meatballs in sauce to carry me through several ‘I don’t want to cook’ days.
I’m even making a list today and I despise making lists, they have a way of making me feel like a failure; however, today I am embracing the list.
FOOD – I would be happy living off tater-tots, steak, and green beans. Anyone who knows me well, knows I hate vegetables. Sorry Mrs. Obama, but I’ve vowed to be honest here on the Fringe.
I don’t understand my green bean cravings, but I cook them several times a week and eat huge portions of stringy, green vegetables. I’m concerned. It’s not me.
I’ve sworn off buying bags of grated cheese. I hate them. First, they don’t melt like real cheese. Second, they are all low-fat. Low fat cheese is not worth eating. Again, forgive me for going against the grain of healthy, non-obese American living.
I vow to grate (or make my children grate) real cheese from this day forward.
BLOG – Did you know I considered scrapping my blog this winter? No, I doubt I mentioned it. I simply lost my reason to write.
I’m not blogging to keep my family up-to-date on our adventures, because most of my family doesn’t read my blog.
I’m not necessarily chronicling the lives of my children, because one day they would hate me for splaying their lives across the internet. I am very selective about my ‘sharing’.
I upkeep a generally shallow blog. It’s not often I post a heartfelt, life-changing post of depth; however, I like being shallow on my blog. We are serious so often in life…I consider my blog a sanctuary, an escape.
That’s why I keep blogging.
Besides, FringeMan wouldn’t let me quit. He’s afraid of me spending my extra words on him.
WRITING – Remember when I felt all writerly and inspired? I started writing immediately. My problem is that my story, while funny and entertaining, lacks a plot. No plot = No book.
I could insert a plot, but I’m just not feelin’ it.
Back to the drawing the board.
I still think it can be a good story. It’s not dead, just sleeping.
Another story (with a plot) keeps playing in my mind. I wake up thinking about this story, but it’s not anything like my normal writing. It’s about a young woman from NY, a photographer, who finds her grandmother gruesomely murdered in her home in Maine. She decides to give up her career and move back to Maine. Into her grandmother’s home.
I don’t know if it will make the leap from my imagination to my computer, but I’m considering writing the story, even if just for my blog.
It has a plot. A good plot…I think.
What’s on your list?
What haven’t you been sharing lately?
What Pooh Character are you most like today?