It's Here Already!

Happy Hump Day. Such a lovely phrase, isn't it? If only it meant that every Wednesday, I could recharge my soul, it would have far greater meaning for me. I have an online friend who loathes the term hump day. She will be happy that it is Wednesday. It means we are over the hump, and it's all downhill from here to the weekend.

Hey, Deep Throat revealed himself. This is Watergate days, for those who don't know. Mystery solved. History making hero's identity is now known to all. Do you care? Political historians stayed up all night to watch the coverage. Perhaps there are folks out there who had wagers on his identity, so maybe they are thrilled, but to get all this media attention is a little nuts. Media overkill, once again.

It was a long, long work day for me, but that's ok, it wasn't a Monday. It was a beauty of a day, of course it was, the three day weekend is over.

I am still stuck on what to post, so here's an oldy but maybe not so goody:

There was a mamma mole, a papa mole, and a baby mole. They lived in a hole outside of a farm house out in the country.

The papa mole reached his head out of the hole and said, "Mmmmm, I smell sausage."

The mama mole reached her headoutside of the hole and said, "Mmmmm, I smell pancakes."

The baby mole tried to reach his head outside the hole but couldn't because of the two bigger moles in his way. The baby mole said, "The only thing I can smell is molasses."

Think about it.

Enjoy your Hump Day, or your Wednesday, just try and have a good day.