Blah

Whoever thought of that word- genius! More so when used in the context of describing an emotion.

I have felt blah. I feel blah. Here and there. Now and then. It comes, it goes. And then visits again.

Bad hair day. Skin breaking out. Three broken nails. Nail paint chipping off. Appointment to the waxing salon way overdue. Bloating. Pants not fitting right. Nothing fitting right. Blah.

Husband getting on nerves. Arguments over little things. Kids getting on nerves. Noisy as hell. Whining. Crying. Messy rooms. Blah.

Boring mundane work at office. Annoying colleagues. Even more annoying meetings. Deadlines. Blah.

Body hurting. Calling out for a massage. For which there is no time. Missed yoga classes. Gym sessions cancelled. Blah.

Loads of laundry. Messy house. Depleted stock of groceries. Trip to grocery store seeming dauntingly mind numbing. Blah.

Load the dishwasher. Clean out closets. School forms to be filled out. Lunch bags to be packed. Breakfasts to be managed. Blah.

Yes, I have my blah moments.

Blah.

Score Card

3 laundry loads on a Saturday night:1
My idea of a Saturday night:0

Stoning...... Seriously??

I find it absolutely appalling that somewhere on this globe there is a woman who has been condemned to be stoned on charges of adultery. And due to intervention, for now, her stoning has been halted. What truly is appalling is that there is even a discussion around to be or not to be. And yes, I know it is not all that simple...but really? A woman being stoned to death? And there is a discussion around it.
Call me naive if you will... But I think it should be a simple thing like " No, there is no law in this world that should sanction the stoning of a woman"