This is my first link up with All Things Fadra’s Stream of Consciousness Sunday. I wrote for five minutes without any planning or re-writing. Usually, in terms of blog posts, I am rather comfortable not over-editing myself. This pushed even me passed my comfort zone.
I am pretty sure I spelled that right. I am the worst speller. Good writer, bad speller–is that what they say? Also I know nothing of geography and world history. I was at a cocktail party/playdate tonight with some folks that I adore and that are a bit more travelled than I. One lady is Italian. I brought up Berlusconi’s resignation because that’s pretty much all I know about modern Italy (did I spell his name correctly? I guessed.).
I wish I were smarter. Or just more observant and interested. I forget things as soon as I hear them.
I am addicted to Masterpiece Theater but I am a little anxious when I watch as I often feel I might be in over my head. With a television show. How did that happen? I used to read all the time. I started reading a book that I got for free at a conference recently. It’s not bad. The story begins in Boston and I think I’ve mentioned that I will read anything, watch anything, discuss anything having to do with Boston. I miss it.