It is Sunday morning and I am having french toast.  I haven’t made french toast since the day before I got fat. Not just a little fat but big fat. Well that’s how I’m feeling this morning.  Fat. Not phat with a ph but fat with the big F. Now a lot of words start with F and sometimes the 4 letter ones come to mind from time to time. Usually when I get angry. I don’t think I’m angry this morning, just FAT (not phat). Where did that word phat come from anyway. I don’t remember that word being used so often before. I must be getting old or somethin’.  There are all kinds of words I don’t recognize, new words that really young adults that could be my child are using. I thought I was cool when I used the word cool. I think maybe when you turn 40 people need to buy those teen magazines just to be able to learn what’s goin on. I really think I am out of touch. I live in a city with a fair amount of youth crime. There are lots of unsupervised, uncontrolled poor kids in this city. I can remember when I was a kid in this city I was poor too. But I don’t think I ever thought that stealing cars or taking drugs was an answer for my boredom. Come to think of it, I don’t really remember being bored. Of course, we were so poor and we did not have video games or even a car for that matter. We had TV which I loved. Probably watched far too much; my escape I think. But it was harmless. I am still an avid TV watcher to this day but I am more interested in educational programs and home improvement etcetera. 

I started this particular entry when I was really having French toast and it was Sunday morning.  But that was quite a while ago.  I really liked how my earlier entry was coming about but then I saved it as draft, meaning to get back to it.  I will have more to say but now it is another Sunday… close to bed time so I have to leave what I have done so far and get on to bed.  I have posted this today just so I can get on with it.  I know there are a few people who are perturbed because I am not writing more often.  I’m just as perturbed because I actually like writing.  I even thought I had the potential to be a writer.  I get to practice writing through my work as well so that kind of fills that void.  No I’m not in any kind of publishing or editorial business…. I’m just an Admin Secretary.  I will often get asked to compose letters though and my supervisor/bosses will then sign them. Things like doing that can get my creative juices going.  Oh well, I am rambling. I must get to bed now but I promise I will write again very soon as I do have something I want to post up but I have to do some fiddlin’ with it first. 

Talk to you soon…..