so the good news is that i've made it!!!
just a few days more with those christmas boxes in the hallway upstairs and i can bring them down for decorating...it's the home stretch baby!
NO cleaning out the closet to make room, NO rearranging and moving boxes, nada!
procrastination has its high points and i'd say they are severely underappreciated...
in other news, thanksgiving's over and christmas is upon us...the bag lady in paris escaped the still warm and consistently the same season of the lone star state and paid a visit...
unfortunately, or fortunately she missed the big snow!...it's snowed more here the past few days than you can shake a shovel at...very holiday like...sledding, hot chocolate, the beginnings of an igloo...
in school related news, we've started a new math book, greek is going well...i'm trying to remember i want to get the duke to do more memory work, but i keep forgetting...that's very w.c. fields, but true...
wingman sits up in his bed at night adding large and complicated numbers together with ease...he may be scarier than his brother in this respect...maybe i can hire him to teach algebra when the time comes...
i lost a pound...i was so very proud of that lost pound i celebrated and suspect it came back and brought some friends...le sigh...but we must remember it is not a sprint but a marathon...not a six pack but a half rack...
which i suspect is half the problem...
anne lamott suggests to take the task of writing bird by bird...i can really appreciate this as my approach to weight loss seems to beer by beer...not really, but it seems like it...seriously, i kid...kinda...beer by beer...that's pretty funny, though...IF YOU'RE W.C. FIELDS!
anyhow, all is well and i've missed you terribly...i simply have no time to write wherein i can arrange a thought without being interrupted...it is excruciatingly awful to have a train of thought interrupted...as i get older i find i just can't switch gears that easily...
and we plan on kittens in the spring...who am i fooling...
i need a laptop and a locking door...right...please, do excuse me while i laugh myself silly...
the great american novel is just gonna have to wait...
which is good because all my current ideas are crap...well, and the not so current ones, too...
no matter, i have you...my captive audience, devoted and true...
you are still here, aren't you?
hello? hello?
x.
defending your life
defending your life is on hold until i can adequately process the fact that the house wine here for years, the wine i *discovered* coincidentally JUST HAPPENS TO BE the same wine my own mother knew all about and favored lo so many years ago coupled with the fact that my favorite sitcom on television is the only show grandma billie (with whom i have very very very little contact) watches at all!
who. knew.
and
no. wonder.
great american novel my ass...there are SO no original ideas left!
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