Some Questions are Easier Than Others

I want to express my gratitude to several who have sent along some EXCELLENT questions and blog post ideas! I've got them safely stored in my things-that-I-will-certainly-write-about-soon list. But today? Ah. Well.....today I just can't seem to give these topics the serious consideration that they deserve. But I promise: They will be addressed soon.

In the meantime, my brain is pondering other less challenging questions. Such as:

1. Where has artichoke/olive tamponade been for my whole entire life?! Why have I not been notified that this tangy, delectable, gluten-free product is in existence? I love this stuff.

2. What silly person would want to throw this wonderful old rhododendron away? Mr. "Sure-you-can-have-it-I'm-just-going-to-chop-it-up-anyway"? All it needs is some acid for the soil, and the application of John's brilliant pruning methods. Er, I mean the ones which don't include a chainsaw. 

3. When will it finally occur to me to post some pictures of Terese and Greg's daughters who are the same ages and are great buddies of my girlies? Hm? Because pictures of two cutie patootie sisters such as this, who not only conceptualized this photo setting, but also had the trust in each other to carry it out, are pretty dang cool:

4. And finally. Why bother taxing my brain today when Jennifer Pettit over at Understanding Invisible Illnesses has already written a thoughtful and insightful post recently addressing her take on a busy life that doesn't stop just because of autoimmune fatigue:

Tell me if this scenario sounds familiar to you:

It's morning (or lunchtime or afternoon or the middle of the night during an insomnia spree or basically any time of day), and you want nothing more than to lie in bed a while longer.  Not because you're comfortable - in fact, you may be in pain.  But because getting up requires moving your body and that requires energy and you don't have any.

But you do it; you get up.  You have to.  You have a child to get off to school, a friend to meet, a boss waiting for a presentation, and you have to get up.  Furthermore, after you slog your way through a morning routine and are able to leave the house, you have to smile, pay attention, join in conversation, solve problems, and navigate other interactions in this world of ours which all require - you got it - energy.  How are you supposed to do something with nothing?

What's that?  A resounding chorus of "YES, THAT'S MY LIFE"?  Thought so.  Continue reading HERE. 

Take time to read her post, it's seriously excellent. 

Well, then. Question and answer session over for the day. Bonus points for those that noticed my use of that good journalistic practice of including the Who? What? Where? When? and Why? words.