This evening is feeling very Blah. I have projects I could be doing, scrapbooking, sorting christmas stuff, sewing, but I don’t want to. I have a book to read, but frankly it is boring me and I’m only finishing it so I know how it ends (Shame to see such a hash made out of russian folklore). I don’t want to read it right now unless I can read while luxuriating with a bowl of chocolate ice cream. Albertson’s sells a chocolate almond fudge which ranks as my current favorite ice cream. I can go through a half gallon of that stuff in two days or less. It is probably needless to say, but we don’t have any.
On an only marginally related subject, I’ve discovered a problem with my “Griping” icon. When I get ready to post a frustrated or whiney entry I slap that picture on it. Then I look at the picture and think how wonderful it was for Rowyn to make it for me. And I end up thinking happy thoughts about friends and I don’t feel so gripey anymore. This is usually a good thing unless I WANT to be gripey and whiney and then I feel grumpy about being made to feel better. I think my head is a strange place to live in sometimes.
Seems very reasonable to me. Seriously.
Everybody’s head is a strange place to live, sometimes.
The need to gripe and whine can be perverse
And seem so necessary, or get worse
So if you need, here’s where you can rehearse
The part that Lady Rowyn can’t reverse.
I’ll also note reversing isn’t bad
If Rowyn’s art can make you not as sad
Or not inclined to “grumpy” or to “mad” —
But we’re your friends — let down your hair a tad. ];-)
===|==============/ Level Head
Amusingly, I have much the same reaction to seeing the icon I made for you. “Yay! She’s using my icon! Oh, wait, that means she’s unhappy. Wah!” O.o