I ran out in my jammies this morning, under cover of a raincoat cloaking device — they weren’t my best jammies — to haul the container garden out into the rain. Free water.

I jumped in the shower between boomers to get the rain and container garden off of me and — you know — tame the bedhead into submission. Not free water.

I plunked my butt in front of Big Dell to write this post and decided that from now on all my posts would be titled Add New Post…

Think about it. It’s the first thing you click on in the posts section of the dashboard. You can just title consecutively Add New Post 1, Add New Post 2, Add New Post 3.

Forever! And ever!

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Or.

Mix it up — Add New Post 4, Add New Post 658, Add New Post 532 — to keep it lively and your readers on their toes.

Or.

If you’re of the alphabetical persuasion — Add New Post A, Add New Post B, Add New Post C.

Personally, I find that limiting. But maybe you’re not into blogging for the long haul. So, it’s all good.

Of course.

The downside to my brilliant idea, post jammy-running, shower-jumping, and butt-plunking, is that the perfectly respectable Add New Post title will probably not drive any traffic to this blog or any other.

Still.

The simplicity of it all.

Titles are not my friend. Are they not your friend, too?

Moving right along.

I like big beets!

And I cannot lie.

Big. Golden. Roasted. Beets!

Who’s with me?

These golden suckers were a buck a piece. One Canadian dollar. A loonie. They were big. I should have put one next to an egg — or a cantaloupe — before I started prepping them for roasting.

Next time. I swears!

It’s what’s for dinner.

And this concludes my 1111th post. One thousand one hundred eleventh post. Eleven hundred eleventh post.

Add New Post 1111…

Friyay!

You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1…

Elen