Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Just a Word
I've been trying to think of something to say today. I hate to dash in, drop a word in your lap and high-tail it out. But I simply can't think of a thing to say. How does that happen? How does anyone go through a day and have so little of interest happen that they have nothing to say? It just happens.
Still we need a word for Friday and I'm already a day late. I'm late I'm late I'm late. No time to say hello, good-bye, I'm late I'm late I'm late.
Let's get poetical this week with the word...SHED. As in we keep the rakes to rake all these leaves in the shed. Or, it's that time of year again, the dog is shedding. Or, oh the tears we shed. Yes - SHED.