Hi, Remember Me?

Whoopty do and Kalamazoo, I'm back! You'll have to bear with me as I feel my way through a regular blog post. As you remember, I was participating in NaNoWriMo this month and had to totally change the style of my writing. In a blog post you need to have the beginning, the middle and the ending of the story in roughly 500 words or less. When writing a novel, I found that it takes 500 (or more) words just to describe the tip of a shoelace (aglet). How did I do? Well, I started off with a bang, got lost somewhere in the middle, saw a table laden with the bounty of Thanksgiving and ate like there is no tomorrow. (Which according to the Mayan calendar, there might not be.) I spent a week hanging out with Sister up north of the sweet tea line (Mom is out of the country right now; more on that later.), went even further up north (almost to Michigan) (I didn't go in Michigan, because, well, you know I'm a Buckeye, right?) and have spent more time at the doctor (I met my deductible) than I really want to. I got about halfway finished or about 25000 words, which I think is a really good start. Mom deserted us this Thanksgiving and took another of her two-week long trips. This time she flew to Amsterdam (I know, she said she would miss turkey but would be touring the Red Light District on Thanksgiving Day. I told her to watch out because she might find more than a turkey if she wasn't careful.), then was taking a 10-night cruise down the Rhine River and flying back from Paris. She'll be home in a few days and I expect my Christmas present will be accompanying her. (No gift from Walmart this year!) Friend helped put up the Christmas lights this year and if I do say so they are quite spectacular. I purchased a storage unit (just like on Storage Wars)last March and it was completely filled with outside Christmas decorations. I sold some of the decorations at my yard sale but I kept the best for my own personal use. The best find was a trio of musical Christmas trees that change colors with the beat of the music. I hope to videotape the display and put it on the blog. I did get to see Brother on Thanksgiving Day. He is almost recovered from his incident of a few years ago and has started farming again up near where we grew up in southern Ohio. He said he's a Snowbird now and will move with the changing farming seasons. Wally and Ralph (the new cat and the newer cat) keep life interesting, that's for sure. Ralph still speaks his mind quite often and the only thing I see of Wally is the spot on his back as he goes running by or when he brings me the Frisbee ( a Pringles lid) for a game of toss. He fetches better than a lot of dogs. Anyhow, I had several funny things I was going to tell you but as seems to happen a lot lately, I can't remember what they were. Oh, well, I'm sure I'll remember as soon as I walk into the next room.