Summer of My Discontent

Once more a summer has slipped by and I hardly got anything from my To Do List completed. I didn’t drink one mint julep while sitting on the veranda. I didn’t take one stroll in the gardens. I didn’t pick one lemon to make a pitcher of ice cold lemonade.

Here is a partial list of other things that I didn’t do:

I didn’t make it to the Ring Around the Rosey Tournament in Violet Valley, Vermont. I had been practicing all spring. The winner is crowned with a ring of daisies and given a one way ticket back to reality.

I didn’t get to unveil my new line of Dickensian cat clothes called “Tails for Two Kitties”. Too many licensing issues. Now, I’m working on switching it to Dickensian clothes for earthworms. That line will be called “Bait Expectations”.

I haven’t had time to record my new answering machine message that says, “Hi. How did you find me? I’m not home because I’m in the witness protection program. Oh, no, someone’s coming. You’ve led them to me” ……click. Maybe I can do that on Christmas break.

I didn’t get to go to one backyard barbecue. That means no mosquito bites. No West Nile Virus. And another year of work. Pooey!

I didn’t get to guest star on any late night talk shows. Probably because I didn’t write a book, star in a movie, sing a hit song or win the Ring Around the Rosey Tournament. There is always next year, Conan O’Brien AND Missy Von Sturdevant!! That daisy crown is mine!!!

Summer wishes………