And while I used to hate this month, it has become more fun over the past few years as I discovered NaNoWriMo – National Novel Writing Month and its jumpier cousin, NaBloPoMo – National Blog Post Month. For the month of November, people around the world will be scribbling furiously on their note pads and laptops, finally given the push they need to write their novel or incentive to get more active in the blogosphere.
Category: NaBloPoMo
The Saddest Night Of The Week
Monday night. Because even when you wake up:
Go Bl-ucks
The Ohio/Michigan game.
I may be new to Ohio, but I know what to do here. Or at least, I know how much windows cost.
Peaceful morning
This is a quiet few moments that Wee One fell asleep early for her nap and I can write albiet a little stream-of-consciously. It’s in my iPhone, which I don’t do often.
Sipping coffee in my Thanksgiving-ready in-laws while WO naps.
She fell this morning, hard. I wasn’t as aggressive about the way she was climbing as I could have been, and I feel so bad. I sat down and nursed her; she got so much comfort from it and fell right to sleep. It was precious.
A friend of mine is studying to become a vicar at Oxford, and he said the school put on a traditional Thanksgiving meal in honor of their American students. He said, “trying to explain marshmallows On potatoes…”
My mom is coming out today, and I’m excited to see her.
Happy Day of Thanks, everyone.
Texas, You Can Hold ‘Em
“No one was sure why or how the Swedish fish first arrived, but from that point forward, things were different.*”
Let Me Clear My Throat
I called my senators today.
I called them about a few acts that are coming before Congress, and a part of the president-elect’s cabinet I think is bad for our nation. It’s the first time I ever called an elected official, and I feel pretty good about it.
A Piece of Recently Found Family (History)
Shortly before Wee One was born, I learned something about my family, about a great great grandfather I didn’t know I had. I don’t know a lot about my family history, so this was cool to learn.
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Weekend Coffee Share #38
If we were having coffee, we would take our time, because it is nice to be out. It has been a long wee and I have missed you. I wish I could see you more.
Nothing Lasts Forever. Even Cold November Rain.
When I was in junior high, a Guns n’ Roses song came out that had strings in it, so it was high brow rock n’ roll. November Rain.
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Perhaps A Finger Pocket?
Of course I am referring to my belly button.
Or perhaps I’ll call it a finger pocket, as that is what Wee One has taken to using it for.
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 