Lost: One Mojo

I think I've lost my mojo. Every time I think about comin' here to start writin' in this thing again, I can't think of a dang thing to say. Like now. While I was over at Facebook a few minutes ago I happened to see a link I wanted to check out, which I just did (by the way, once again Angela, that was a great horse story!). That's how I got here today. But now that I'm here, I've got "writers block". I know I used to come here, tell all, 'n let it all out, but really there ain't nuthin' to let out these days. It's more or less been the same ol' shit, just a different day. The only real excitin' thing that's goin' on right now is that my just-turned-10-year-old grandson is here from VA visitin' for a bit so I'm hopin' he's gonna make a pit stop here sometime this weekend. Other than that, I'm still workin', still cleanin', still not cookin', and am still a miserably rotten rude human bein'. At least that's what some people tell me :-) I reckon some things never change ;-) But maybe this here'll gimme the jump start I need to begin my bloggin' days again. Maybe. Maybe not. We'll see.