What do you call a day that’s unlike any other day?  A new day; one during which all the cares you experience melt away leaving a fresh and clean palate for you to savor the taste, touch, sound and olfactory.  Borderline fantasy, eh?  Fantasy can be your reality. No, don’t think so?  You dream, don't you?  Imagine things that may only be realized through the mind’s eye.  Now do you buy into my concept?  The ante is low and I’ll let you play one hand free.  It’s akin to drinking and dancing with one hand free and having the world so easily.  Thanks Steve Winwood for the song “Back in the High Life”; with Sweet Baby James singing backup.

Take that step.  Better yet, take it in sexy heels that accentuate your ankles and shapely calves.  Today is Pumps Day and we will celebrate come ice or high snow banks. 

Sometimes these posts are fluid, easy to write; cognitive anomalies that stream from mind to fingers.  Other times I wrestle with the words until they form cogent thoughts.

“Don’t be going too far with that term ‘cogent’.  You’re treading on thin ice with such presumptuous terminology!”

Okay I get the point; maybe I’m not always within the boundaries of the sensical.  I do toe the line and often step into nonsensical territory.  Doesn’t the word “sensical” sound like it could be the name of a sinister character from a noir novel?  Watch out you don't fall into that hole or the Sensical will get you!

Whew, I’m glad I don’t have to worry.  I know the Anti-Sensical, on a first name basis with the Non-Sensical.  I count myself fortunate.

Okay all seriousness aside; do you have a humorous thought that provokes unmitigated jocularity?  These thoughts keep me from pitching into the abyss of mundane and humdrum.  I’m not sure how you hum drum.  I can hum melodies but never was successful at humming drums.  I warned you that all seriousness was relegated to the bench for this portion of our program.

Do you at times feel like something is going on and you are not clued in?  I had one of those episodes today.  Any time I think I’ve decompiled something complicated I discover there is more to the equation than I thought.  It’s like someone knew something and shared it with everyone except me.  There I stand, eyes begging askance of those upon whom enlightenment has fallen.  Their knowing gazes tell me I’m not going to penetrate the fortress of their secret.

That’s fine with me (right and so is my hair – fine that is).  The less I have to cram into my pretty little head, the less likely I’ll become disoriented; as I am at the moment of this prosaic revelation.

In conclusion (“I thought you’d never get there!”) today is your day to be whatever and whomever you want.  Exhibit flare, bling, non-nuanced actions.  Be proud of who you are!

Love and hugs, Nikki Nicole DeCaro