The Squawk on the Street

Oh my, Mindy has been quiet for a few days and the rumors are swirling! Apparently, I am no longer getting married, yet I glance down and still see a beautiful Viking-styled diamond ring on my finger. So, where do these rumors come from? Some have imaginations that rival mine, except that I use mine for good and not evil.

It’s funny that whenever I’m busy with...other...things, the rumors about me swirl like the unseen wind in Van Gogh’s Starry Night. Yet...I see.

While it’s true I haven’t written much this week on the blog, it’s not true that my life is in tatters and I’m cowering in a corner, all but forgotten. It seems as though I will NEVER be forgotten, thanks to those who can’t keep me out of their minds or their mouths.

Anyway, I’m sure you all will have a jolly time trying to figure out what mischief I may have been up to.

Maybe, I was just too lazy to write. Or maybe I was saving this wee little snake from certain death in the pool.

Or maybe I was enjoying some time before the afternoon thunderstorms throwing axes with my fiancé. We are making a better target together, but this one does very well, for now. We have some good ideas to make the target “pop.”  But that will come about later.  It was a little disturbing when the top suggestion on Youtube as I was typing in "How to make an ax throwing target" came up as:

Can you imagine our laughter when James managed this impressive throw?

Or maybe I’m just taking time to live well, and smell the roses. Or in the case of this Florida Viking, the Hibiscus. What a lovely shade of pink. It’s so pretty, isn’t it?

Or maybe some of you are right—maybe I’ve been out spending my millions on Botox and plastic surgery so that James will love me again.

LOL.

I’m sorry, but for those of you who dream of my downfall, wishing will never make it so. And neither will yours dirty deeds and speech, for by your many words, you are made fools.

But at least you’re where you belong.

In reality, I've been indulging myself and sleeping in a little since Joe is gone for the summer. But "imagination is better than knowledge, right?"