Looking for the sarcastic, witty me !

I sit here staring at my computer screen willing my mind to think of something to write about, but it seems my mind is blank right now. I am trying to relax and unwind and be ready for the 13.1 miles I will be running tomorrow morning.

As usual my music plays in the background, while my mind continues on ponder on different things that I want to share, but just unable to find the right words for those thoughts.

It to no end surprises me how there are times I could easily write 2-3 posts a day and then there are days that will turn into weeks when I cannot seem to put a comprehensive sentence together. Maybe this is what writers block is all about.

I want to write about the cookie siege I was under a few days ago, which started off because I had a bunch of pecans sitting on my kitchen counter. I finally decided to shell them.

Which turned into dozens of cookies.

 

I have to confess I did make some with pistachios and cardamom too. I could not resist the pistachios and cardamom staring at me and therefore had to use some. I truly do need a pistachio intervention. click here

How about the fact that I mailed a package to myself. Well let me explain that story. I was mailing a package to a friend, however, I had mistakenly switched the to and from address labels.  I come home the following day from work and see a package at my door. I get excited thinking maybe someone has sent me something, but instead I noticed my handwriting and it turns out I mailed it to myself….  The best part was I head back to the post office and I explain to the woman what I had done, she excused herself, went to the back and laughed for 5 minutes and came back to help me with straight face. She then loudly announced what I had done, only to have everyone trying so hard not to laugh at me.

Fortunately for me, I can readily laugh at myself, therefore I had no problem in accepting that I had a very blond moment.

Even though I have shared that story, I still  feel frustrated that I cannot write, because I so badly want to keep pecking away at this keyboard and telling so many stories.

A few weeks ago someone I knew a few years ago drifted back into my life. He and I had floated into our separate orbits for various reasons (reasons which  I cannot even recall). He wrote to me via an old blog I used to have and I sent him the link to this blog and we have picked up the pieces quite easily.

However, after having read this blog he said to me “your personality does not come through in your writing. You are sarcastic, witty and sometimes acerbic – be you”.

It made me think, how do I bring a little bit of me on here. I am not all about heartbreak or sadness. But unfortunately melancholy, broody  and vulnerable me has taken over the real me.

Maybe tomorrow while I am run 13.1 miles, with the music pounding in my ears, I will find the sarcastic, witty me and leave the vulnerable, broody me at at mile 8.