Okay, I spoke too soon about July being super-dull. Today is a family-favorite holiday, National Hot Dog Day. Thus I get to wear my corn dog! Etsy shop is CreationsbyCronisha , and they are currently not selling. The corn dog is no gray area, I must say! I've gotten laughter, compliments, and a few folks that shrug and say "You do you." Hey, as long as they're not rude I can dig whatever they say. But I like to wear goofy stuff, and...well, wearing a crocheted corn dog is about as goofy as it gets. Mama and I went on a strict diet around the first of July, because our weight is getting out of hand and our joints ache because of it. Lots of water, lots of fiber, lots of eggs, no candy or chips or soda. Not the most fun, but we already feel better because of it. But today we might go to Sonic and pick up a hot dog apiece. Sonic makes their hot dogs good. I like mine with relish, mustard, and kraut, while Mama likes...well, ...
It's Crayon Day! It should be no surprise to y'all that I love crayons even now. When I was very, very little I only had four, in the colors depicted on the bow: red, blue, yellow, and green. When I started school I learned that crayons come in many, many other colors, but I digress. Green was my favorite color as a toddler, and it remains that way now, but for some reason I chose blue earrings to go with the bow. I think I chose blue because I wear blue jeans every day, and blue jewelry matches blue jeans. Or that's the way I reasoned back in high school. But for the record, I do love blue; when one is a Moody Blues fan one tends to gravitate towards blue, and I am indeed a fan, LOL. Heck, I liked blue BEFORE I could tell Justin Hayward from Justin Timberlake (which isn't hard, as one's old and talented and the other is young and does better on SNL than he does as a singer). But anyway, I got the blue crayons to go with my bow. Pit...
I reiterate my sentiment from earlier in the week; I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel for reasons to wear a certain bow. Today is Lizzie Borden's birthday, and National Stick Out Your Tongue Day...oh yes, Lizzie Borden. The disembodied doll head. Lizzie Borden took an axe Gave her mother forty whacks When she saw what she had done She gave Father forty-one From what I've read Andrew and Abby Borden kinda needed someone to slap them into shape. They were rich and thus were kinda elitist, like many rich people can be. Lizzie and her sister Emma also suspected that Abby married their father for his money. NO ONE in the family bothered to remember the proper name of their maid, Bridget Sullivan; their last maid was a woman named "Maggie," and the Bordens called poor Bridget "Maggie" instead. Now...all that said, is that an excuse for murder? Not really, no. But Andrew and Abby ended up dead, Lizzie and Bridget were both suspected, and Lizzi...
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