Recently I was shocked to find that some of my posts were buried in my archives where few people would see them. The first word that came out of my mouth was Humph!!! Apparently, if you start a post it gets assigned the date you originally started the post and that date stays with it into eternity unless it’s changed…sometimes! Humph! It was then that I decided I would reincarnate my old posts in a regular weekly series. Immediately it hit me…I’d call it Humph! Day. And what better day of the week should I have Humph! Day? Wednesday, of course. So this will be a regular feature and I hope I won’t bore my earlier followers as I revisit the posts of my past.
Everyone Else Has the Best Titles
I tried to think up a great title for this blog. I did a little test drive by Googling all of my really funny, descriptive, alliterative ideas. Everyone else has the best titles. Every single one of my contenders was the moniker of another blog, a short story, lyric, or a poem. Yeah right, I want my blog to have the same name as some poem about a disorganized mind. I want my blog to BE about a disorganized mind…on vacation. I say vacation because I am ever hopeful that I might get a glimpse of it one day. A postcard saying “Wish you were here” would be nice.
Sometimes the things that are furthest from our minds are the things that bring our minds into focus. That’s my theory. The problem with that theory is that I can’t seem to bring the furthest things from my mind anywhere near the forefront. So much for focus.
For those of you who have a hard time concentrating and cogitating and all of those other “c” words brain-related, I’m right there with you. I lost my mind a few years ago. It’s not that I’m crazy, at least not more than I’ve always been, but my mind decided to go on an epileptic holiday…and it never returned. I decided to travel to places unknown and uncharted. It left no forwarding address. My sneaking suspicion is that it has landed in the dead letter office swirling somewhere in the Doldrums.
Now that you know the state of my mindlessness, you should also be aware that I’m also depressed. I would say that this is full disclosure, but since this is only the beginning of our time together, I’ll just call it “ongoing disclosure.” What else is a blog, anyhow?
Whoa! Why would you want to read a blog by someone who’s lost her mind and is depressed about it? I have no idea. If I were you, I’d click the X and escape. But I’m not you, and I’m not about to tell you what you should do, but you should proceed at your own risk. Damn it, I just told you what you should do in the same sentence where I told you I wasn’t going to tell you what to do. Get used to it. It’s how I am. Keep your head about you, since I can’t.
You may be asking yourself who those dogs are at the top of the page. Meet Levi and Walter. You will hear a lot more about them later. There will be a great deal more about them…I’m very dog-centric. Just ask my friends. They will nod solemnly. I take this to mean that they take my dog-centricity very seriously. Delusion is my friend.
And here are some other totally random pictures that we will touch upon in future missives:
Lol was this one of your first posts or maybe first posts?? Hahahaha I love it and glad I get to read it this time around. Happy Humph Day!
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This was my very first post. When I read it now I realize all of the ways I could have improved on it. Ah well, this will be an experiment in humbleness as well as bringing the “lost” posts to the fore.
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This is going to be a fun series. And an excellent way to re-introduce yourself to those of us just arriving. Digging through archives is really hit or miss, but this way you’ll be showing us what you feel are worthy posts.
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Thanks for your vote of approval. We’ll see how others like it. Fingers crossed!
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You answered your own questions in this post, at least about why not to hit the X. And we follow because of all those things about losing your mind. We are there, too, all of your followers. We’d have to be, right? 🙂 Great post today. Really amusing.
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You are too sweet, my friend.
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Great idea and great post! I love the name of your blog. I think I may use this great idea and recycle posts once I write more blogs.
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Thanks so much, I’m glad you liked the idea enough to do the same type of thing on your blog. Yay!
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Love this! And you, even more so now 🌺🌹🌸❤💜💞
😂 The doggy bed with the green toy! Classic!
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Oh yes, there will be a rerun of The Secret Lives of Dog Toys in your future.
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Love it!
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Wow, I am guaranteed a chuckle every Wednesday. I can hardly wait until we begin to discuss Gordon Lightfoot again. 😀🐉🐲
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You are an evil man, and yet I still love you! Sending Dragony hugs!
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You always make fun of the one you love, the one you shouldn’t make fun of at all. It’s that a verse from a Gordon Lightfoot song. Hugs back my dear.🐲💻🐲❤️
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You’re quoting Gordon Lightfoot to me? Really? Sigh….
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Yep, this is a fav! I love that you’re having a conversation with yourself but trying to pull it off as telling us what to do or what not to do! Hee-hee love you bunches 💜
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Me? Talk to myself? Never! 😉 Glad you liked it!
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Love it! I will be trying to tune in for Humph! day as often as possible (headed back to school soon though, so you won’t be able to count on me for anything)!
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Come when you can, Erika. I always love to see you hanging about the place. 😉
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The dogs are wonderful.
I’m not one for full disclosure to be honest.
If my granny finds out her number one grandson is really a part time cross-dresser known to those at MI5 as Camellia who has a fetish for used socks from Premier League footballers she might not think too kindly when it comes to her will.
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Oh you thought that was FULL disclosure, huh? Oh honey, you don’t even wanna know! Come to find out, I was a little concerned about your admisisons above. Used socks? Tsk! If you’re going to do it, do it up right. Go for used jock straps!
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Ewww… No, socks is about my limit. But not the green stripey ones.
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Those green stripey ones are evil?
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