My cousin and I had a wonderfully stimulating conversation today. In it, we both determined that in the course of a week or so, nothing in our lives had changed. Nor was there anything to report about our spouses or families. There was no magical shift, amazingly juicy gossip or latest must have recipe that needed to be shared. Our conversation was as flat as the current economy.
Hmmm. Two outspoken, opinionated women with nothing to say? I mean, if nothing else we can always start dissecting our relationships with men in the hopes of finding some drama and turmoil. Usually we can dig something up. But not today. Nope. Nothing. Nada. Zip, zero, zilch.
When did the excitement go out of my life? I used to be able to tell great stories. Weird and crazy things always seemed to happen to me. Okay, not as much as Kristabel but still. Now I look forward to the new episodes of Spencer's cartoons. Aw, who am I kidding? I 'll even sit through the ones I've seen before.
That's it. I'm going to pierce something.