posts I meant to write

Things I had in my head to do, but didn't.

A post of office artwork. There are some impressive things hanging in the office space where I work - and some terrible stuff too. I thought I'd take photos (I tend to arrive pretty early) and then do a post of what's what. I carried the camera in my work-bag for a week.

Past, Present, Future. I don't remember what this was going to be. Good title though.

A lengthy discussion regarding winter boots. Just thinking about it bores me to tears.

A video clip of Michelle Obama's fashion choices. It wasn't possible to embed it and I lost interest when I realized I could only link to it.

A medical post describing the condition I have wherein oral trauma (I burned the roof of my mouth on soup) leads to a shingles-like response in a nerve in my face causing me distracting pain for days on end. (I realized that I don't really do medical posts - about me anyway and backed away from this too.)

And so it goes.

I'd still like to write a spring wardrobe post, in which I may have to retract earlier statements concerning not wearing sandals to offices and explain my desire to stay away from J Crew next season.

I really want to write about the French woman who runs? owns? the cafe downstairs. She has a wonderful wardrobe and is charming...in that French way.

I must instruct you: go find a copy of Elephant Elephant. It is delightful - though I'm not sure it could be called a children's book.

What am I doing instead of writing these posts?
For starters: the kitchen floor is positively crusted with salt, sand and mud.