nothing . . .

although there has been a lot going on in my life right now, i cannot think of a thing to blog about. my husband will be amazed, this is akin to being speechless, which is not me at all. matthew, by the way, is on his spring break in manchester, england with a friend of his. while i have been slaving away this weekend, putting together probably, the best junior high play production in the history of the world! i am not kidding nor am i exaggerating. it was unparalleled in the universe for a play by junior high students. okay, maybe i am exaggerating a bit, but it was really really, really, really good!

my mind is drawing a complete blank. it seems ironic to me that at a time when i should have something to talk about and reflect on, i don't. my mind is blank, and i am having trouble putting together thoughts. thinking now though, that is not really ironic. irony is . . . nothing, there is nothing in my mind. i want so badly right now to have deep philosophical moment with you, my readers, about how important and emotional and inspirational this weekend was for me, but i have zip, zilch, nada! all i have is this overwhelming blackness in mind. so, i guess this was just me talking about how i have nothing to talk about. i guess, i feel that blogging is something one must do even when not feeling like it, so that that same someone can have a feeling of accomplishing something. but what i have really accomplished? i know you are amazed right now at my ability to continue to ramble about nothing. i am slightly amazed at myself.

i shall close this out with a few quotes on "nothing":

"[n]othing is beneath you, if it is in the direction of your life; nothing is great or desirable if it is off from that. (ralph waldo emerson)

"[n]othing puzzles me more than time and space; and yet nothing troubles me less, as I never think about them. (charles lamb)