I think I may have, inadvertently and actually quite nonchalantly, invented a new word whilst writing a comment to go with a photo I was posting on my Facebook site: blah-ful.

I used it to describe today, weather-wise, and I think it fits. I suppose it would be more accurate if a person also happened to be congested and/or coughing and/or asymptomatic (is that the word I’m wanting) of any other cold- and flu-related illness; then he or she would feel absolutely blah-ful. (Do I need the hyphen? Let’s decide: blah-ful or blahful? I have to say, I believe the grammatically correct part of me wants to go with the latter version!)

(That part of me also realizes I should definitely cut down on my use of -ly adverbs, but … I can’t do it. Nor do I want to, really.)

I’m rooting for Rafa in the Australian Open, though I won’t be upset if Federer wins the title to tie Pete Sampras’ Grand Slam record (14).

After our trip to New York last summer, Diane and I could complete a Grand Slam of our own if we headed Down Under to see the Aussie Open, but I don’t see that happening. Who wants to spend 16 hours on plane? We spent eight hours, one way,  in 1999 (London) and 2001 (Amsterdam) — including me with a severely sprained ankle and nowhere to prop it up in 1999, and that could’ve been the most uncomfortable time I have ever spent traveling.

Still, I can see where being in Australia in the dead of winter could be fun — and, more importantly, warm. Perhaps when I’m rich and famous, I shall “winter” there!

Here are a couple more shots of the blue jay feather I found today:

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