I sat my butt down to write a post but instead I did the following…
- Scrolled through Insta and FB repeatedly as if something so new and earth shattering would happen since the last time I checked my phone 2 seconds ago
- Googled “Why was King Henry the VIII an ass”
- Wondered why my feet were cold
- Stared at this pile of laundry
- Listened to the bugs singing in the trees
- Wondered why bugs sing in trees
- Thought about waxing my eyebrows
- Cursed my Italian heritage for giving me eyebrows that would rather be called eyebrow
- Wondered why it’s called an eyebrow and not a foreheadbrow
- Googled brow and Wikipedia claims it is also an “entryway for boarding a ship” Who the hell knew that?!
- Is now envisioning a rather large eyebrow for people to walk on to board a ship
- Thinks I need to stop typing because I am getting carried away
Ooohhh look! A post!