other peoples blogs!
I had intended to post a few stories tonight. 
  couldnt wait to get to my computer,
my mind felt like a busy backed up airport
the run way was over crowded
  a lot of stress was taking place in the control tower
so many ideas were stored in my brain
I was afraid I was going to lose one

All weekend I was writing them in my head as I was living them,
someone would utter something priceless that needed to be written for safe keeping
 yet I couldnt say 
"excuse me for a moment, I want to type a thought or two, for my blog, do you mind?" 

the situation reminded me of a fantastic movie
 with Jack Nicholson and Diane Keaton

Jack was dating Dianes daughter and Jack and Diane ended up falling in love
if you havent seen it
you have to!
I will not give the ending away
but
I love the beach house in the movie
it is the house of my dreams!

OMG!
I love that kitchen!

Diane opens her stainless steel restaurant sized fridge

in her unbelievable kitchen
and using her leftovers
 whips up a few late night "snacks"
of course she has all the ingrediants needed
stored in their proper containers
placed ever so neatly in the various spotless shelves

in her bedroom sits
 the most beautiful writing desk I have ever seen
facing a spectacular view of the ocean



its to die for!
It is not hard to picture myself writing my novel at that desk
I would not change a single thing in that dream house

well
she and Jack break up
and Diane is heartbroken

after crying around the clock
she begins to write the story of her romance and her breakup
as she sits at the most perfect desk in the entire world

she begins to recall all the details

she cries, she writes
she cries, she writes
she occasionally chuckles
 she writes some more
you get the picture

until she has a hit play on her hands


thats another story
please go see that movie!

I digress
yet, I can relate to Dianes character
because
thats how I felt this weekend
and many other times in my life
for that matter

as the good things
as well as the bad things are occurring in my life

sentences are forming in my head that need to be written
even during the worst stuff

occasionally,
it seems to be happening to someone else
and I'm just along to record it for posterity


Did I digress again?

I had intended to empty the contents of this weekend from my overstuffed suitcase of a brain
but began reading other peoples blogs instead
and now its way too late
and Im way to tired
and I can not remember a single thing worth writing
at this very moment
so
I'm going to bed


oh that house
I'm going to dream about it
goodnight!