If you're a writer, you know about NaNo. If you're not a writer, you're going WTF? NaNoWriMo is National Novel Writing Month, and it's held every November. Novelists aim to produce 50,000 words of a novel during this time. It's an official thing - you sign up and writers everywhere support one another.
Anyway, I've never participated because November is so crazy around here. Even with the craziness, I do manage to keep up my writing schedule. I don't know exactly how that works, but I just say "I'm doing it" . . . and do.
Actually, from Halloween to New Year's in our family is flooded with birthdays. And Thanksgiving. And Christmas.
You'd think by now I'd have it all down to a science. If only.
Every year it's different. This year, I'm already working on the letter I include with our Christmas cards. Yes, we still send them. From living a hundred different places in the Coast Guard, we have friends everywhere. And we all communicate at Christmas. Sometimes in between, too.
This year I have to send our cards early because I wimped out and didn't send a "We Moved!" card. So I'll be mailing the day after Thanksgiving. That's the plan.
And the Kilgore Thanksgiving Dinner will be at our house this year. My live-in handyman is the official baker. And chopper. We have the menu, but haven't shopped yet.
Or cleaned. Not just downstairs, but the WHOLE house. At once. We'll have sleepovers.
The doggies are going to the groomer the day before Thanksgiving. I'm lighting a candle they will be relatively shed-free at least until Friday.
If not, we may have dog hair soup.