Just thought I’d pop in and say hello, since I’ve been off for the weekend. We had a really full holiday and completely exhausted ourselves with bathing suit shopping, pool parties, barbecues, and the beach. Not too shabby! My brain and feet are a bit exhausted, but I just thought I’d share one of the weirder moments with you. What if you opened up your Frosted Flakes and saw this?
Would you scream or almost throw up? Or would you inspect it further to try and figure out what it is?
Or would you shut the box and wait until your husband came home to tell you that it is not a dead animal as you suspected, but merely a strange-looking rock? And then would you call the Frosted Flakes company and describe the incident, which they insisted was only a case of caramelized sugar?
Perhaps, even though they are sending you a coupon for a complimentary box, you would vow never to buy Frosted Flakes ever again? That’s what I would do (and did).
Today I had the most glorious, wonderful, filled-to-the-brim day with friends who had recently moved away and returned for a visit. We braved the beach even though it was chilly, went to Chick-fil-A (which Nolan lovingly refers to as Chickalay…emphasis on the “Chick”), played at the playground, and finally ended up at the mall play area. Needless to say, we had a blast. It was THE most fun I’ve had in a really long time, even though everyone was really worn out at the end.
I am telling you all of this because I had a really great post lined up for today’s Everyday Design spotlight, but it is still in my head. So it made me wonder. Whoever gave me the idea that every blogging day has to be about a specific “something”? I think it’s my own propensity toward self-flagellation. So tomorrow’s post will be the one that was meant for today, and I will be completely happy with that!
Unpredictability is a good thing anyway. Even though I’m sure it’s going to keep every one of you up at night…”What is she going to blog about tomorrow? I don’t KNOW! What am I going to do? Ahhhhh…!“
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