Reaching for the Anvil of Knowledge
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
It's been one of those days in BonnieLand where common sense or previously learned lessons seem to have been thrown out the window. And yes, I include myself along with all the other people this snarky blog post is aimed at. ;)
You see, sometimes we all need to reach for what I call the Anvil of Knowledge and bang our heads against it repeatedly until:
A) We get a clue.
B) Someone steps forward just in time to stop us and offer a hug or chocolate.
C) We lose consciousness.
or
D) Wisdom strikes and we donate our anvils to a fraternity house. They'll have fun with them, I'm sure. ;)
Don't get me wrong: the Anvil of Knowledge has its purpose. And I really could have used it on Sunday when I backed out of doing a strenuous physical activity (ju-jitsu -- stop laughing, it's true) and then, out of self-induced peer pressure, rejoined the melee.
I ended up spraining my right ankle badly enough to have the DH set up my sleeping arrangements on the main floor as stairs were an impossible obstacle. I'm taking a chance and sleeping upstairs tonight, as Zaphod really likes the couch and tends to chew on my face while I sleep on his bed.
Gotta love the Kitten of Mass Destruction.
Okay, and if the ju-jitsu fiasco wasn't bad enough, I let my guard down again on a repetitive-stress client who, you guessed it, served me up with some repetitive stress. ;) Fortunately there is a bit of light at the end of this particular tunnel -- and I can use all the details in a made-for-TV movie starring Lindsay Lohan or Nick Nolte, whoever isn't in jail or rehab when the time comes.
How about you? Do you have a need for a slightly used Anvil of Knowledge?
You see, sometimes we all need to reach for what I call the Anvil of Knowledge and bang our heads against it repeatedly until:
A) We get a clue.
B) Someone steps forward just in time to stop us and offer a hug or chocolate.
C) We lose consciousness.
or
D) Wisdom strikes and we donate our anvils to a fraternity house. They'll have fun with them, I'm sure. ;)
Don't get me wrong: the Anvil of Knowledge has its purpose. And I really could have used it on Sunday when I backed out of doing a strenuous physical activity (ju-jitsu -- stop laughing, it's true) and then, out of self-induced peer pressure, rejoined the melee.
I ended up spraining my right ankle badly enough to have the DH set up my sleeping arrangements on the main floor as stairs were an impossible obstacle. I'm taking a chance and sleeping upstairs tonight, as Zaphod really likes the couch and tends to chew on my face while I sleep on his bed.
Gotta love the Kitten of Mass Destruction.
Okay, and if the ju-jitsu fiasco wasn't bad enough, I let my guard down again on a repetitive-stress client who, you guessed it, served me up with some repetitive stress. ;) Fortunately there is a bit of light at the end of this particular tunnel -- and I can use all the details in a made-for-TV movie starring Lindsay Lohan or Nick Nolte, whoever isn't in jail or rehab when the time comes.
How about you? Do you have a need for a slightly used Anvil of Knowledge?
Labels: adventures, blahs, ideas
posted by Bonnie Staring at 11:11 PM
5 Comments:
Oh OUCH!
Poor Bonnie.
Poor Bonnie's ankle.
Poor Bonnie's cat who had to give up his bed.
Poor Bonnie's DH who probably has to be at Poor Bonnie's beck and call (or at least, he should be!)
Poor Bonnie :(
Heh - I just read my comment and it sounds really facetious!! It's not supposed to be -- I was going for sympathetically funny ;)
No worries, Wylie! The DH would like people to feel sorry for him since I'm being a total ju-jitsu diva over here.
"Husband! Fetch me more Diet Coke!"
Ouch and LOL all at the same time - the image of the cat chewing your face is hilarious, but the turned ankle isn't funny at all. Hopefully you're feeling better now.
As for the Anvil of Knowledge - I need one. Or two. Or maybe even three. It's got to be better than the wall I've been using lately. All that's been giving me is a headache. But choice c) above is starting to sound almost as inviting as choice d).
Thanks, Leah! I think they've got some anvils at dollar stores now -- in fashionable colours and everything. ;)
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