A sunny day.
A hot shower.
No makeup.
Sun-dried hair.
A good book.
A cappuccino. Or three.
Too much pasta.
A nap on the terrace.
A glass of Proseco.
A bowl of olives.
A chance to do nothing.
This has been my day.
What are you doing today?
See those buttons? Press one and help a blog grow. (PS: you are fabulous)
Blogdramedy is a recovering communications specialist who now spends her days helping non-profits communicate effectively. They rarely listen to her advice. When she's not doing that, she writes Upside of Sideways and is a field reporter for The Nudge Wink Report -- both on WordPress.
https://upsidesideways.wordpress.com
http://nudgewinkreport.wordpress.com
View all posts by Blogdramedy
I was incommunicado yesterday, which only sounds like a place in Italy.
Woke up too early, because, you know, flying.
Tried to find a way to order breakfast at a diner without any butter, cheese, milk or eggs in it.
Tried to convince myself that two pieces of dry toast and a side order of sausage patties was filling.
Attempted, unsuccessfully, to fill a rental car with gas within five miles of an airport before turning it back in.
Got to see parts of a city I’d rather not outside of the five mile radius before finally finding the gas station.
Made it through security without a cavity search.
Let my wife use the headphones for both legs of the flight because I’m just so damn nice.
Played with my smart phone to create a new header pic for my blog, because it’s time for some remodeling over there – rumor has it, there’s a chance I might have several thousand unexpected visitors the next time I post at the NWR….
I took a sick day and pretended I was…going to live. I sneezed so much and so forcefully my eyeglasses flew across the room and I’m too weak and tired after also coughing up a lung to care. My nose is chapped from the cheap ass tissues I thought would be a bargain. Now that it looks like I really will live all I can say is…at least I’m not flying today. That’s where I picked up this ridiculous virus. It’s “feed a cold, starve a fever”. Right? Right?
Of course it’s right. Like I would ever disagree with someone in your condition. In fact, what you were going to eat? Double it. Especially if it’s something packed with calories and/or chocolate.
And when you’re well, get back to blogging. We miss you.
upside of sideways 
busylessness 🙂
LikeLike
I like that. Maybe my new motto?
LikeLiked by 1 person
I thought my day was productive and then I read about your achievements. Can you see the color of green I’m wearing?
😉
LikeLike
I can! It’s very bright. *grin*
Do you think with all my achievements I get a Gold Star?
LikeLiked by 1 person
You get the whole friggin’ box, Chicklet! (Remember that gum? Yum!)
😉
LikeLike
I do remember.
My personal favorite is Beemans.
I’m the Chuck Yeager of bloggers. *grin*
LikeLiked by 1 person
Beeman’s, Teaberry, Black Jack, and let us not forget, Clove!
LikeLike
That sounds amazing, wish that was my day 😉
LikeLike
I wish it was, too. Why not take a sick day and make believe you’re in Italy?
LikeLiked by 1 person
I might just do that 😉
LikeLike
I was incommunicado yesterday, which only sounds like a place in Italy.
Woke up too early, because, you know, flying.
Tried to find a way to order breakfast at a diner without any butter, cheese, milk or eggs in it.
Tried to convince myself that two pieces of dry toast and a side order of sausage patties was filling.
Attempted, unsuccessfully, to fill a rental car with gas within five miles of an airport before turning it back in.
Got to see parts of a city I’d rather not outside of the five mile radius before finally finding the gas station.
Made it through security without a cavity search.
Let my wife use the headphones for both legs of the flight because I’m just so damn nice.
Played with my smart phone to create a new header pic for my blog, because it’s time for some remodeling over there – rumor has it, there’s a chance I might have several thousand unexpected visitors the next time I post at the NWR….
LikeLike
I couldn’t handle a day like that. Sounds like way too much hard work.
Where did you go and was it as much fun as blogging on NWR and commenting on my blog?
LikeLike
I took a sick day and pretended I was…going to live. I sneezed so much and so forcefully my eyeglasses flew across the room and I’m too weak and tired after also coughing up a lung to care. My nose is chapped from the cheap ass tissues I thought would be a bargain. Now that it looks like I really will live all I can say is…at least I’m not flying today. That’s where I picked up this ridiculous virus. It’s “feed a cold, starve a fever”. Right? Right?
LikeLike
Of course it’s right. Like I would ever disagree with someone in your condition. In fact, what you were going to eat? Double it. Especially if it’s something packed with calories and/or chocolate.
And when you’re well, get back to blogging. We miss you.
LikeLike