Got the H1N1 rainy day blues?

The question is often riddled by the answer.

Have you ever been so full of ideas you couldn't spit out one. Truth is I feel as if I've eaten 8 or 9 hot dogs and am tiring to focus on the locations of just one of those hot dogs within the depths of my bowels. That said, lets blog.

Work? I work on a farm. The help is more than enough entertainment to keep us all amused at this point. There seem to be enough inside jokes to keep us going for some time. No lack of "Durka Durka" here! Peter starts Monday which again makes me wonder if we are at this farm for some grander purpose.

Ian believes I have H1N1 for real. The proof is in the sauce as some would say. I believe he sprayed the toilet seat after I left. Not really proof of his accusations on my health, but I will keep an eye out for him. ;-) preferably my left eye.

I found something today that made me feel... well robbed. When I saw it I was just dumbfounded. Not that this doesn't happen often, but I mean, once again I came to see that what makes sense to me, does not always ring true for all. Example:

I see someone has a choice to choose from box A or box B. They have looked inside and seen what the contents are, and when the time for a decision comes, they choose the item of less worth. It amazes me! Seems every time they choose the flashy item over the one that is actually prized.

For fear of scarring off my readers, I will end on a happy note.

H1N1 is not as bad as you might think, Don't believe the hype!