If I was a Handywoman, I wouldn't need a Handyman
If I was a Handy woman, I would not need a Handyman. Nope, I would be fine and dandy Annie- And my slogan would read, "No job too large or too small- Handy Dandy Annie will conquer them all." That is my new dream folks...
Because after I climbed over my cat and out of my bed this morning...my bedroom door fell off the hedges, trapped my foot, and laid against me like a bad dancer. I tried to pry the piece of junk off my foot, but I was fighting a losing battle- I felt like the cat wrapped in the arms of the cartoon skunk Pepe Le Pew. Then, after the door was finished swinging me around in romantic bless, it tossed me to the floor like a piece of discarded linen.
Consequently, I forgot it was Tuesday, which means I was supposed to have posted Tuesday’s Question this morning. I really did forget… I’m not kidding...just ask Eric at SpeedcatHollydalePage, because I left evidence in his comments shortly after I awoke to my drama.
However, I was going to postpone Tuesday’s Question anyway because my entire landing page has posts about Tuesday’s Question. For example, there’s the post on The Quiz Whiz Award, then the post with the hilarious comments to Tuesday’s Question, which by the way, I published on Thursday- (do not ask)
Hence, it might be a good idea to get back on track and post the next Tuesday’s Question next Tuesday. I’m sorry you’re reading about the postponement so late in the afternoon.
I’ve been meaning to write you about it all morning, but as you now know, it was an impossibility at the time. Although, it would not have been a problem for a Handy Woman- that door would not have danced around with her all day, no sirree.
But, I'm not a handy woman and I've been working on a new line up of weekly posts, so I need to post a blog calendar. That way, I'll know the day of the week, and you can see what's coming next...from this oh so predictable writer/blogger...
Anyway, I have to go now so that I can write what you will read tomorrow. I have a new weekly post for us to do on Wednesdays...unless the roof caves in...
Oh, and don't forget to vote for me for Humor Blogger of the year over at HumorBloggers.com before they realize A Nice Place In The Sun has been nominated.
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Motherhood is an art impossible to explain, one which requires a vast sea of love, devotion, compassion, and understanding, unmatched by any affection we will ever know again.- Ann Clemmons
Words are the core of our souls, without written, vocal or lyrical expression we lose sight of one another or worse, ourselves. Words bring forth the essence of the human spirit; so express yourself without abandon.
Beatrix Potter’s Journal, 17 November 1896, from the National Trust collection.
Alone in her world
of make believe
weaving her stories
of magic and light
She brings joy
to the eyes
of innocent minds
less jaded and free
For only they know
what's in her heart
holding the secrets
she guards so well
Life's hidden mysteries
belong to those
whose wisdom and truth
shine on in imagination
Written for Ann
Of The Horoscope Junkie
Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,” he told me, “just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.”'
F. Scott Fitzgerald. (Lines from The Great Gatsby)
"A Southerner Talks Music"
"A book must be the ax for the frozen sea inside us."
An author values a compliment even when it comes from a source of doubtful competency.
- Mark Twain in Eruption
"I like a good story well told. That is the reason I am sometimes forced to tell them myself"