Do you like the title? Get it? 'Cause you put sprinkles on a Sundae? And today is Sunday?*
...Ahem. Anyway, I chose tonight's theme title because I decided (while I was having an especially crippling bout of OCD a couple weeks ago; the new year always does that to me.)
I decided to try and put my 366+ posts of 2012 into some sort of order before they get out of hand.
[I know, I know. Things are already wayyy "out of hand." But bear with me.]
And also, 366+ posts? (Did you see the plus sign?)
Even someone who loves to write as much as I do has to admit that, at times, I wander
cluelessly aimlessly unless I have an actual plan of attack.
So what better way to kill both birds (you know, the Need for Order bird and the Plan of Attack ...bird,) than to come up with a kind of theme for each day of the week?
I know, lots of bloggers do it for one day here, one day there... but for me? My OCDs (Obsessive Compulsive Demons) have been rearing their ugly heads, whispering over my shoulder in their menacing, sing-songy voices:
"You have to have a theme, for every day of the week! Aaallll... seveeennn... daayyyyys..."
Do I sound crazy? Well then. Instead, maybe I should just call Sunday's theme "I Scream Sunday! with Nuts."
SIDE NOTE: DUDE. IS THIS LITTLE PHOTO I FOUND NOT PERFECT? NOTE THE SOMEWHAT CARELESSLY WIELDED BUTCHER KNIFE. I KNOW!
Get it? As in ice cream sundae? And as in, Eden is nuts?* (Yup. There's no limit to what this mind is capable of.)
And maybe, eventually, I will call it that.
But I think people already have plenty of opportunity to get scared off, once they've read through one or two of my posts. They don't need a horrifying title to scare them.
|SOURCE - I zoomed in on this one just for the semi-disgusting effect. |
I didn't want you to think this was going to end well or anything.
So for now, "Rainbow Sprinkles on a Sunday," it is.
Besides, my plan for Sundays (as if you can't already tell) is to keep it random, sort of a light stream-of-conscious type thing.
Name one thing that says that better than rainbows and sprinkles.
*(FOR YOU, DOUGEE!) xoxo (**) <--- And folks, pay no attention. Would you really want to know what an inside joke is all about in my world? ...Exactly. I didn't think so.