I was going to describe last weekend’s wonderful, last of the season, Ann Arbor Symphony for you, but the words just aren’t flowing.

I was going to talk about Saturday’s obedience class, the first one Katie’s attended in almost two months, where she was “heeling” with her head down and ears flat because of all the new barking dogs, but really that was about all there was to talk about, she was a crazy girl and it’s obvious that we need to work every day to get back confidence we’ve both lost.

I was going to write about a coffee meeting I attended this morning with my Congressman Mike Rogers where I was hoping to ask him what specifically he was doing to make our highways safer, as his answers to my emails are usually generically vague.  But the talk was health care, pretty heated and there was no room for other issues.

I thought about telling you about my 2 mile run/walk this morning.  It’s significant because I haven’t run in 18 months, but two miles seems too small to mention, and I walked quite a bit of it.  Then again I ran quite a bit of it too.  But still.

And some of you may be wondering how the Aunt is doing, and I have to say she’s doing so well there really isn’t anything to tell you.

And I was going to go purchase some pansies in celebration of spring.  But the pot they’re going in is still empty so there’s really nothing to show you yet.

And there’s the painting I started while I was up north.  I worked on an unsuccessful version most of my time up there, but toward the end, the last couple of days, I started over and am quite pleased with it so far.  But I haven’t worked on it since I got home and I don’t want to show it to you.  Yet.

And I’ve contemplated lately talking about how frustrating it is not to be able to work in the field that my heart believes I am meant to be.  Unemployment is not all it’s cracked up to be, and I’m not talking about the loss of income.  But I don’t want to depress you and I’m not even sure how I feel about the whole job search thing yet.  So I’m waiting and thinking about all of that.

So all in all I just don’t have anything to write about.

Just yet anyway.