Fishing vs. Catching

Went fishing this morning. Planned it all out. Borrow stuff. Check. Stop at Freddys for worms. Check. Look in bait cooler for worms. Che....who stocks a bait cooler with no worms? Kid you not...no worms. Determined to continue I drove out to the lake. Was worried about losing fish because my knots have a tendency not to hold (or not catching them to begin with because I had no worms) but whatever.... Anyway, get my line in the water and I wait. And wait. And reel in to change my bait. And wait some more. You get the picture. So today I definitely went fishing. There was no catching involved. It's all right though, once I thought about it not catching anything was OK. OK because I had never tested the logistics of the limited reach of my midget body, the length of the rod vs. getting the net under the fish. I've been known to fall in the water netting other peoples fish. Whatever possessed me to think I could net my own is beyond me.

All in all though, it was a good day. Sitting by the lake. Talking to my buddy the heron. Watching the osprey. Going fishing again next week. :)

Want to write...

I want to write but I seem to be suffering from writers block. There are lots of things rattling around in my brain, but most of them seem to be not worth writing about. Lots of things to say but not sure how to say them yet. I'm sure I'll figure out something soon. I just need to take notes when my brain starts spinning. And for the record my brain does not spin all the time, contrary to commonly held beliefs....

I was hoping I could be remotely entertaining but it seems that is not the case today. I guess I could describe the pink, python print, pleather jacket I saw recently, complete with shoulder pads and "members only" style collar. In someones closet. Waiting to be worn. In public. I would post a picture (of course I got one, did you doubt me?) but I don't have my camera cord with me so I am not able to upload anything to the computer. I know, the suspense is killing you.