Its early in the morning, very early and as I was laying in my bed, I began to think of the promise I had made to myself a couple of months ago. I was gonna write in my journal every day. Well..somewhere along the line I got lost, but here I am again with a renewed promise to get back to this business of writing. One of the reasons for this newfound resolve is the fact that I've been writing for 3/50 every day for the last several weeks. This little exercise awoke in me the joy I used to feel each time I had completed an article or column. It made me remember the fun of the written word. I thank netter and dave for that. Believe it or not, when my kids were small, I made a pretty good living by just writing about their daily activity, much to their chagrin. They were my source of inspiration but now that their grown and perfect adults, there's little that's funny about them, so there's little to write about them. Where am I to go for inspiration now? I was puzzled by that for awhile, but the fact is, they're still pretty funny people and their lives aren't really all that perfect. I bet if I put my mind to it, I could think of a couple of things that made me laugh. And of course there are always the neighbors, the grandchildren, the animals who live in this house...why, maybe even some of my own faux pas may contain a laugh or two. Yea, thats it..thats a place to start. But it won't be tonight...or this morning...whatever time it is, my eyes are suddenly very heavy so I'm gonna take a little nap. *yawn*...talk to ya later.