Today’s Blog is brought
to you by the letter A……
awk·ward
A: Lacking dexterity or skill. B: Showing the result of a lack of
expertness.
Well….reading last night’s
blog was painful this morning, and one word came to mind. Awkward.
Reading it was awkward. I
love to play with words…..and punctuation. It is a balancing act between
playing with it enough and knowing when it is too much. I am clearly not there
yet. So to combat my insecurities and “lack of expertness” with words, I
have decided on a mentor. He is a new friend and gave me some helpful advice on
blogging. He has also written some books on academic writing. He is a very clever man…and
a good choice. I hope he feels the same way when I break the news to him..... (Hallo
Bill!).
I think it is also awkward
because my decision to be courageous in all things is not resting well on me. I am still a little
shaky underneath. I will
persevere.
"Courage is the mastery of fear-not absence of fear"-Mark Twain
So today, to exercise my courage, I
finally got around to throwing out that thing in the fridge as it ran
desperately behind every bottle of condiments to dodge capture. When I cornered
it, I shouldn't have been surprised to find out it was half a round
of old Brie, because where you find olives, you often find cheese.
Unfortunately the bottle of olives this quivering mass of misery chose to hide
behind was almost empty and provided no protection whatsoever. I am proud of
myself that I persevered in the face of this smelly, moldy adversary…even if
some of you might think the whole thing is, well…..cheesy.
No comments:
Post a Comment