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Friday 5: Makin’ it
Thanksgiving and NaNoWriMo

Friday 5: Makin’ it

From Tuesday’s post: …, but it’s Franken’s passion for doing what (he believes) is right that shines the brightest. Five stars, and I hope Franken serves Minnesota and the rest of us for as long as he wants.

It’s Christmastime in the City!

I can certainly pick’em! Can we agree that it’s wrong to pretend to honk-honk a sleeping woman’s breasts? It’s not the same level as hitting on 14-year-olds, but it’s still pretty shitty for a grown-ass man to do.

On a much more positive note, I think it’s safe to announce now that we have another niece/nephew arriving on the scene in March! Well *I* know what the gender is, but ’tis not my story to tell. I’ve been calling my nephew my “favorite kid” for his entire life so I’ve painted myself into a bit of a semantic corner.

Onto the Friday 5! This week’s theme is Makin’ it
Let’s get to it!

1. What skill seems like it would be really fun to learn?

Furniture making. I can’t saw on a straight line, but wouldn’t it be cool to just … make a chair?

2. Which of the winter Olympic sports would you love to compete in?

I think curling looks like a LOT of fun. Plus it’s indoors. I hate the cold. It’s been in the 40s for the last few days and I’ve been keening like a banshee. A month ago I was in the warm Caribbean waters. But yeah, curling.

3. What fun craft did you make when you were a kid, in school or at camp or somewhere else?

Eh…I really can’t think of any craft that was fun. We did stupid woven potholders and some plaster of paris stuff, but nothing truly fun.

4. If everyone in the world is the best in the world at some very specific thing, what are you most likely the best at?

I am an amazing sofa camper. Given nothing to do, I can take a stack of reading material, a bottle of water, and my Surface to the sofa and spend the entire day there. I don’t even need the TV on.

Murphy is learning to love snuggling.. Ollie approves from the way-back of the bed.

5. What’s something you own that was handmade by someone you know?

My mother-in-law makes amazing quilts. We have them all over the house (see above), and I’ve been snuggling under 2 of them every night on the sofa for years now. I should ask her for a special edition extra-heavy flannel quilt that can I can wrap up in while I keen and wail about the cold.

I am off from work all next week, so other than entertaining a good friend from out of town for a few days and dinner at my cousin’s on T-Day, I plan on maximizing my sofa time.

Thanksgiving and NaNoWriMo

Happy Post-Thanksgiving! We drove to Michigan to spend the holiday with WM’s clan. Twelve and a half hours there and thirteen and a half hours back.

I like to think I handled it pretty well.

Deep fried turkey was eaten, and Max and Ollie got to play with their two gigantic German Shepherd cousins. Incidentally, have you ever seen two German Shepherds be scared away by a snarly terrier the size of their tails? It’s a funny sight. Plus I tried my first Tim Horton’s coffee. So good. So darn good. Better than Starbucks.

Of course I never blog about this beforehand, because isn’t that saying “Hey Internet, kick down my door on Thanksgiving day and steal my cat!?” I think it is.

We both took today off because after all that time in the car yesterday, our limbs were working much like that QWOP game.

Besides doing the laundry, today gave me the opportunity to catch up on my NaNoWriMo. Check this out!

Permanently Shelved is starting to wind down. I could write for another hour or so, but it’s supposed to snow tomorrow and I have a 9am meeting with the CEO and a VP where I’ll most likely be fired to talk about our data plan. So I should try to look perky and intelligent.

This is how I’ve managed to write almost 4,000 words so far today:

Admit it, I’m the most high-tech person you know.

I kept getting hung up on the word count so I just hid it. And I know that I can do that within Word, but this way just seemed quicker. When you have to write 50,000 words in 30 days, you do what you have to do to survive. I can’t wait for this to be done. I miss making jewelry. I miss having lunch with my fellow humans instead of hiding in conference rooms.

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