Bland, blander, blandest

Oh no! One of those days.

While yesterday was a Murphy’s Law day, demonstrating that indeed anything that can go wrong will go wrong. Well, I suppose a lot more could have gone wrong. I’m glad yesterday – one of those planetary glitch days we are blessed with regularly for good reasons unknown – is over.

So let’s look at the good side of it. I’m still alive, even though I suspect I may be developing a liver problem from too much strong coffee.

Cut it out! None of that even though crap.

Be full of genuine praise for this day, another bundle of opportunities to make the best of what there is.

I could always think about opening a restaurant called “Chez Bland” – like Paul and Mary Bland in Eating Raoul.