Sorry all, but my analysis of The Elizabeth Gilbert Talk will have to wait yet another day. Unfortunately, for the last five days I've been afflicted with the mother of all headache trifectas:
1. Killer seasonal allergies.
2. Strained upper back muscles.
(Oh, and there's a actually a fourth cause, but I love the word trifecta, so I'll add number four as a silly little comment in brackets. My headache trifecta was set in motion on Saturday, as you may recall, by an assault of my olfactory senses whilst trying to entertain Csilla with shaving cream.)
This pathetic medical affliction prevents me from creating any coherent thoughts beyond the strength it takes to post 3 sentence comments on your blog. Oh, and write this post.
Sadly, I've pretty much all but given up on providing you with a blow-by-blow reenactment of The Elizabeth Gilbert Talk, but a couple of interesting ideas have certainly floated to the top. I hope I haven't built this up too much (I'm sure I have), but I can't wait to share my opinions with you once I manage to both corral my thoughts and calm my aching head. (Oh, that, and watch the multiple episodes of Dancing with the Stars racking up on our PVR.)
And while I'm rambling, can I please add a request? I feel safe in saying this, because I cannot smell any of you, but please do not wear perfume while reading my blog. I am highly sensitive to perfume.
Actually, you may want to do a favour to the general public at this time of year and not wear any perfume at all. I think I can safely say, on behalf of many seasonal allergy suffers, that the smell of perfume is murder on our sensitive sinuses. On a high pollen count day, I am already 80% certain to have a painful headache by the end of the day. That probability jumps to about 100% if I am exposed to any untoward smell at some point during the day. Perfume is one of those untoward smells for me.
This is the closest I may ever come to being "political" on this blog. I really don't mean to offend anyone who wears or enjoys perfume, but there are many people out there who only need to be subjected to a passing whiff of your scent to be sent into headache purgatory. This is true for me at any time of year, but even more so in the Spring.
I'll stop ranting here. Sorry. I really didn't plan on doing that. If you're interested, I've posted a few facts about the negative qualities of perfume below.
I do wonder if I seem like a hypocrite for being coherent enough to write a rant about perfume and yet I can't seem to focus my thoughts well enough to write something positive and inspirational about Elizabeth Gilbert's talk.
Postive and inspirational. I'll get right on that.