Playing Catch-Up

Today has been all about writing. I have sat on the couch all day. I am determined to get as close to 50,000 words as I possibly can. I did take several breaks. Most of them were short little things to eat and take care of the baby.

The big break was around noon. Abby wanted to watch the snowman movie aka Frozen. We watched about half of it. She was cuddled up next to me, and I crocheted for a change. Then she lost interest. We took a several hour long nap at that point.

Then it was back to writing. I have more than doubled my word count today. I wrote in short 10 minute blocks minimum. If I was on a roll, I kept going. If I was struggling, I took a two minute break. It worked very well for me.


30 Days of Thanks, Day 27: I am thankful that the insanity is almost over.

NaNo Word Count: 36,860/50,000


Happy Thanksgiving!!!

I was allowed to sleep in a tad bit this morning. Mom released the baby from the room, and I slept for another half hour. Then I got up, lazed around for a bit, and wrote. The hustle and bustle started.

Our first stop of the day was to my aunt’s house. She hosts Thanksgiving every year. We eat promptly at 12. It’s one of a few times that most, if not all, of the family gets together. It was crazy and insane. The baby was not happy at all. We’re over there most Sunday’s, so it didn’t take her long to warm up to the place. Plus there were other kids running around for her to play with.

Then we, my dad and I, took him back home, and drove out to the baby’s other grandmother’s house. There were a lot of people there as well. It was about an hour and a half travel time, in total. She slept most of it, but when we got there she woke up briefly. Then proceeded to fall asleep on my shoulder. When she finally woke up, she played for a little bit, and it was time for us to go home. Another 45 minutes in the car.

We got home, and started cooking. Mom had pretty much everything done, expect for the meat. Dad grilled out steaks and chicken. My grandmother, for the last several years, has been adamant that she didn’t want a traditional Thanksgiving dinner, so we haven’t done one.

After dinner, we played Phase 10. It’s pretty much our go to Family Game Night game. We also played Cards Against Humanity. Our game nights are usually epic, lasting well into the night, with vicious trash talking that can start weeks before the planned game night. Tonight was fairly tame, though. We’re all exhausted.

How did you spend your Thanksgiving?


30 Days of Thanks, Day 27: I am thankful for a quiet moment alone after all of the festivities.

Ugh… Internet…

I had a whole post written about my writer’s block. It took me two hours to write 117 words. I went to publish it, and my browser flipped it’s lid. The post disappeared.

Apparently, the best way to deal with writer’s block is lose all of your work. You’ll be so annoyed/angry, that you can write again! Of course, you’ve just lost two hours worth of work. DETAILS! I didn’t lose my Novel though, so that’s good.


30 Days of Thanks, Day 25: I am thankful that one project is done.

NaNo Word Count: Whatever, it’s something.

Too Much To Do

I don’t have much to say tonight. I’m falling asleep over the keyboard. I haven’t written on my Novel at all today. I’ve been doing grown-up work. I’m still not finished with everything, but I can see the end around the corner. It’s right over there.

Despite all the crazy that has happened over the last couple of days, I love this time of the year. I love the hectic never ending work. That said, I’m also extremely ready to have some quiet time without people around.


30 Days of Thanks, Day 24: I am thankful for the internet; it has made my life significantly easier today.

NaNo Word Count: Same as yesterday, whatever that was.

Questions Galore: Part One

This morning I was scrolling through Pinterest on a work break. There I found 100 Questions That No One Asks. I decided to make that my post, until the rest of my day happened. I spent a good thirty minutes typing out angry words before I decided no good would come of it; I’ll just go throw a character off the roof again. So, I reverted back to the 100 questions. Now, it’s supposed to be for a Vlogger, and I only read the first nine questions, and I’m only doing the first 25 today. I will probably do the rest later. This should be interesting.

  1. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?
    • Those Hell portals are most certainly closed!
  2. Do you take the shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?
    • Nope, I don’t. There are certain brands that I can use. I do not stray too far from that path.
  3. Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?
    • Out. I toss and turn way too much to have sheets tucked in. Also, I feel like I’m choking.
  4. Have you stolen a street sign before?
    • Nope.
  5. Do you like to use post-it notes?
    • Absolutely! Especially if I’m story-boarding something. I have a picture somewhere of the apartment that I lived in for awhile. One of the walls is covered in post-it notes. It can get a little insane.
  6. Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?
    • Yes. Well, no. I’m usually given coupons that have already been cut, and I forget I have them with me. Unless I’m going to a craft store. I never forget those.
  7. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees?
    • A bear. You can, usually, defend yourself from a bear. Bees are a necessary evil.
  8. Do you have freckles?
    • Yes, but not on my face. I think. I don’t see my face very often. I have several on my arms. I’m looking at them right now.
  9. Do you always smile for pictures?
    • No. Sometimes I frown. Or make a strange face. I hiss at the camera frequently, too.
  10. What is your biggest pet peeve?
    • Biggest? I have no clue, but I do have a whole list of pet peeves.
  11. Do you ever count your steps when you walk?
    • Yes, I do. I don’t even realize I’m doing it half the time.
  12. Have you peed in the woods?
    • Successfully? No. I’m too clumsy for that.
  13. Have you ever pooped in the woods?
    • Not to my knowledge.
  14. Do you ever dance even if there’s no music playing?
    • Nope.
  15. Do you chew your pens and pencils?
    • Yes! All the time.
  16. How many people have you slept with this week?
    • If I define “people” loosely, and I go with the nonsexual version of “slept, then the answer is 3: the baby, the beagle, and my cat.
  17. What size is your bed?
    • Full
  18. What is your song of the week?
    • Hmm… Ignoring the playlists of sounds I’ve been listening to for NaNo, I would have to say It Wasn’t God Who Made Honky Tonk Angels by Kitty Wells. It’s been stuck in my head for several days.
  19. Is it OK for guys to wear pink?
    • YES!!! And don’t get me started on the whole gender specefic crap. I’ve done enough ranting for one day, I think.
  20. Do you still watch cartoons?
    • Disney movies!!!
  21. What is your least favorite movie?
    • Pretty much anything with Adam Sandler in it. I can’t stand the few movies of his, I’ve seen.
  22. Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?
    • This is a ridiculous question. If it’s a hidden treasure, I wouldn’t have it. I also wouldn’t have any need to hide it, as it’s already hidden. If it’s just a regular treasure, then I would bury it somewhere in the backyard deep in the woods. Or not… Because I just told you.
  23. What do you drink with dinner?
    • Milk! Or tea, depending on my mood, and if we have milk.
  24. What do you dip a chicken nugget in?
    • Honey. It’s fantastic. Try it.
  25. What is your favorite food?
      I have to pick one? Potatoes, mushrooms, cheese, pancakes. Now, I’m hungry.


30 Days of Thanks, Day 23: I’m finding today hard to be thankful. It was rough, to say the least. I can’t pick just one thing, as several people have helped me today. So, “Thank you!”  You know who you are.

NaNo Word Count: 16,827/50,000

A Little of Everything

I have done a lot of writing today, most of it during the baby’s nap. My personal NaNo goal is 25k. Time is running out, but I think I’ll be okay. I’m right at 16k, and, as soon as I hit that, I’m stopping for the night. It’s easier to write BEFORE the crafting, as I have no discovered.

I’ve added four more snowmen to my legion. I would have done more, but making them on the couch is not good for my back. I twinged a muscle. I’m clumsy like that. None of the snowmen have faces, buttons, or scarves. I still haven’t found the hot glue gun. It’s probably in plain sight, and it will be found as soon as a new one is bought.

Abby was wired from the moment she woke up to the moment she crashed on my shoulder. She fell asleep while I was reading to her. It was cute for the 30 seconds she was still. After that, she started elbowing and kicking. This is Reason Number One why I don’t co-sleep. She’s rough.


30 Days of Thanks, Day 22: I am thankful for long naps.

NaNo Word Count: 16,079/50,000

Dial 1 For Trouble

I was awoken by a very soft, sweet, little voice at 5 o’clock this morning. She wanted to know if she could use the potty. I pointed at the bathroom door and grunted. There is no talking before the sun. She came out a few minutes later to hand me my necklace. Then she went back in. Then she came out to whisper something to me. Then she went back in. Then she came back out minus a pull-up. I had to manage the baby gate, find a pull-up, and herd her back into the bedroom.

She did not seem to believe me when I told her it was still night. My arguments of, “The sun isn’t even up yet. The sun is still sleeping.” were met with her argument of, “But the moon is up, Mama.” That’s not the sun, you little brat. She woke her great-grandmother up with all the screaming and crying, which only upset her more because she was being Not Nice.

Calmed down finally, she started playing with my old man dog. I felt bad for him, but not bad enough to let him out of the room. She eventually dozed off on the floor, and Copper curled up with me. I went back to sleep. Here’s an important note. I sleep with my phone on my bed connected to its charger. I don’t hear it any other way in the mornings. What, with it being Sunday, I don’t have any alarms set, but it’s habit.

I woke up a couple hours later to hear, “Wake your mommy up. Nonna’s on her way.” My phone was on speaker during a phone call. It was my dad. He said more words; I don’t remember them. I wrestled the phone away from Abby, ended the call, and looked at my call log. Three calls to her Pappy, and seven calls to her Nonna. That was it.

Apparently, the first few calls she never said anything. Then she started telling them that GG(her great-grandmother, my Nana) was sick(or maybe hurt). “Take her to the doctor. Take her to the hospital. Make her better.” I don’t know the exact conversation they had with the baby, but it was along those lines. GG, to my knowledge wasn’t neither sick nor hurt.

I do recall telling Abby that GG wasn’t feeling well, and that we needed to be quiet so as not to wake her up. This wasn’t untrue. GG has been hit with a bad case of the seasonal allergies, as have most of us in this house. Oops!

I so wish there was some way to block the emergency dialer on my phone.