Completely Blocked

Whew! Another school year is done. I can't believe it. It's always been a mystery to me how August suddenly turns into May. During the school year the button on the remote that controls my actions seems to be stuck on the FF mode. It's not a surprise then that I postpone every wistful whim and wish for later. "I'll take this up when I'm home during the summer," is a promise I make to myself every time I come across an interesting book, project, or recipe. May, however, has come and gone. 3 weeks into summer break, I'm bored out of my mind. My life seems to have reached a dead end.
I've exhausted my quota of must-try-new-exotic recipes. MOH's ever increasing girth stands testimony to my prowess in the kitchen. The pile of books that I'd saved up for "the first three weeks of vacation time before the brat's school let's out" lies semi-read on my library floor. Somehow, the plots don't intrigue me, and the characters are not speaking to me yet. My solemn promise to "maintain a vacation diary" and "write a post every day" seems to have fallen by the wayside. As with all other talents, my writing abilities seem rusted. I envy some of my fellow bloggers who can write an entertaining spiel about their short nail fetish. Sigh!
The long hot days of summer lie vacant before me. I'll have to do the noodle dance [brain jog] and come up with some masaledaar [Hindi for spicy] ideas to salvage my sagging spirits.