I still haven't found my brain. It's gone. I've lost it. I've sat here, most of the day, going about my normal business, all the while desperately trying to think of something to write that has some meaning, some substance or at the very least is funny.
Big squat nothing.
The girls haven't been entertaining. The animals are stuck in a perpetual state of depression due to the weather, and yes we're expected to get snow, in Virginia, where all mosquitoes live and breathe. It's not fair. I just came from a vacation filled with snow. More snow than I ever care to see again.
*Except in Kentucky. They spray their grass. No joke. Cross over the line from Missouri to Kentucky and, voila, immediately the snow disappears. Beautiful horse farms pop up with white fences surrounded by green grass and sleek thoroughbreds. You have the feeling you're strolling through Macy's on a holiday afternoon.*
I received a nice pink cruiser for Christmas. I can't use it because it's raining and then it will be snowing. I have a horse. I can't ride her because it's raining and then it will be snowing. I can't even get the dogs to go outside. And why would they? I don't want to.
Given these circumstances, I suppose it's normal that my brain has gone to sleep. Although I could talk about blueberry pancakes but I'll leave that for another day. Keep you on the edge of your seat.
In the meantime, Buzzfeed had a hilarious post that summed up all I've been feeling this week much better than I could do it. So follow the link. You'll laugh and that always helps balance the blahs of rain and snow.