Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
Ooh, Kåre เลียม Enga Pugs are my favorite! Beholden, I have that tendency as well with cats; I've always been an expert on dogs and a little blurry on cats. I had stuffed The Dogs and The Cats (Artlist International) as a kid in the early aughts; the cats were: a Maine Coon, a Russian Blue, an American Shorthair, a Scottish Fold, and a Somali.
I like cats and have had quite a few up until I became allergic to them, breaking out in hives and shortness of breath. Thankfully, I can still read about them without any reaction.
I did glaze over but that's because I have a migraine. I read it again ha ha ha. Gosh I often find myself thinking OMG I'm just like Mum or Dad and not all are the best versions of them either ha ha ha.
I loved my parents dearly and miss them every day. At 55 though I am realising more and more, I am my parents child, but mostly their good bits.
I can tell when my oldest daughter from Colorado visits with her hubby, who is a talker, lol. She acknowledges him with an "uh-hu" once in a while, but I can tell her mind is somewhere else.
I've just realised that this blog's fifth birthday passed by earlier this month. Five years of blogging - that's a feat in itself and would probably be worth celebrating if I had any interest in celebrations at all. But I'm happy enough to claim humility in letting the date slip by unnoticed. Truth is, I don't take notice of dates and am often surprised by my own birthday.
But, talking of feet (it's a pun on the alternatively spelt version of the homonym), I was examining the pic I'd chosen for the blog and noticed that those feet on the beach are very strange. They look flat but also arched rather highly. And it's a lousy day to be at the beach, judging by the dark clouds on the horizon. Which all goes to show that any port will do when looking for a blog post subject.
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