Stevie Wren has posted on the sorry condition of her brain. Muse Swings consulted with the misogynist also know as 'the good Dr. West'. Familiar with his practice before his death, I objected to his resurrection, and with the help of scrambled eggs, oregano, a sociopath kitty, and an assorted lot of blog friends (one armed with a babushka) , Dr. West was stuffed into an voluminous Chinese Red Imitation Coach Bag, where he will stay for a few days, nibbling spearmint tic tacs while he thinks about things. Then there was Lavinia who managed to dig up intrigue and a suitcase full of money and a wild tale about stolen things. Why are these things always unearthed when Lavinia is about? Is it because she is such an excellent sleuth? Perhaps, but more likely it is due to the fact that Lavinia tends to walk on the dark side herself, involved with many a shady charactor, up to her armpits in many a nefarious scheme.
Stevie, my dear, if you wander about with these two, your brain will turn to mush. You need neither Dr. West tender ministerings nor Lavinia's madcap chaos, which will result in even more stress. My suggestion to you is to watch 'Shall We Dance' whilst drinking a good wine. Doodle cute little pictures of Richard Gere and Susan Sarandon. When the movie is over, you should be staggering just a little. Go to bed, and sleep soundly. Wake up tomorrow morning, and call in sick at work. Go back to bed, sleep as long as you like. Take a long bubble bath, while listening to your favorite music. Make dinner arrangements, meeting with as many friends as you can gather. to regale each other with ridiculous stories. Laugh until you cry, doodling your friends' charicatures for them on napkins. Go home only when you can laugh no more, when your urge to draw has been completely satisfied, when you have received a hug from all involved, and when (and only when) your wonderful joie de vivre has returned to you.
I will check in tomorrow.