Count Yourselves Lucky

I get asked all the time (well, at least once or twice) "how do you come up with ideas to write about every day?" and the answer is: I don't. Sometimes the blog topic walks right up to my frontal cortex and says "howdy!", and sometimes I spend all frigging day trying to come up with something, anything that I can write about that will be even the remotest bit interesting.

Blog topics that I have rejected include (and I believe you will thank me for this)

• what I had to eat today
• what I wanted to eat today
• a dream I had
• Toby's breath, which stinks
• Thing 1's use of her "manly voice"
• Thing 2's somewhat alarming flatulence problem
• how, when I was driving home today, I saw 4 cars all skid through the same intersection
• what I hate about Christmas, pantyhose and the Future Shop
• my husband's increasing habit of driving like an old lady
• how I can't believe that nobody has demanded that car racing be banned on environmental grounds
• Lentils: Nature's Most Boring Food
• how I think Cameron Diaz looks like "The Joker"
• why cooking rice smells like popcorn
• how people who recline their seats on airplanes should be put to death
• how my bra straps keep falling down

You are most welcome.