experimental blogging day to try and push your creativity in blogging to the same level that you perhaps push your creativity in the items you create. There are no rules of a topic to blog about (though some suggestions are given below) but this post should look at a different way to present content on your blog.
Mini-Me has an Adventure
It was a dreadfully grey and boring day, and Mini-Me was staring out the window to the dull clouds and waving treetops beyond the edge of the balcony. "I'm bored," she declared. "There's absolutely nothing for me to do today and I am so incredibly bored!"
Her good friend, Mister Bell Pepperplant, rustled his leaves gently and said: "Well, then you should think of something to do. Something you have never done before. Something you have always wanted to do."
Mini-Me thought long and hard, but she was still at a loss. Then she spotted something from the corner of her eye: knitting needles, and a ball of bright green wool, were lying on the couch just below her.
"By Jove!" She said, and jumped up from the edge of the couch so quickly she nearly knocked Mister Bell Pepperplant over. "That's it! Knitting!"
Mister Bell Pepperplant nodded approvingly. "That's a great idea, Mini-Me!"
Mini-Me slid down the couch cushion, grabbed needles and wool and sat down. "I can do this, I see her doing it all the time! Stick it in, wrap it around, pull it through, next stitch!"
After a few missteps, Mini-Me got the hang of it and knitted away, cheered on by Mister Bell Pepperplant. But the needles were too large for her, and after only a few rows, she sighed in frustration.
"This is stupid!" She yelled, and threw the needles and yarn far away from her, which, because Mini-Me was only a little doll, was not very far at all. Mini-Me crossed her arms and grumbled in frustration. "Mister Bell Pepperplant!" She whined. "It's not working, I'm bored again and hungry too!"
Mister Bell Pepperplant smiled to himself. "Well?" He said. "Can't you think of something that would fix your hunger and cure your boredom?"
"Of course!" She exclaimed. "Mister Bell Pepperplant, you really are a smart cookie!"
Mini-Me scurried to the kitchen, climbed up the counter and rummaged around in the cupboards until she found everything she needed: she measured out the butter, sugar and flour...
Added eggs and vanilla...
And stirred until her arms felt like they would come off. Then she divided the dough on the cookie sheet and baked until they were golden brown.
"Ah," she sighed, after all the hard work was done. "Now that was an adventure. And I even got some treasure!" And she took a large bite of her cookie.