November 1, 2013

We might as well give this a go; it’s been fun in the past, and I see no reason not to continue it.  Though this year, again, I’ll not be registering my name in the annals, so I’m not “competing” for any prize.

I missed Trick-or-Treaters last night. I thought Charlie wouldn’t be home, working on Assistant Band Director Stuff, so I made plans to have dinner at my parents house. I was mistaken, but I still kept my plans, and Charlie painted the front door and passed out candy. We got 26 Trick-or-Treaters, which is far greater than the 0 my parents got, and the 2 Charlie got last year in his apartment complex. But it was way, way less than the anecdotal 200 a colleague told me she got.

The text I got from Charlie to go with this photo: "Trick-or-Tabby is minding the front door."
The text I got from Charlie to go with this photo: “Trick-or-Tabby is minding the front door.”

On slate for this month is the usual for November: general onset of inclement weather, progression towards the holidays, Thanksgiving, my quitting-smoking anniversary. On the schedule short-term that is different this year is that tomorrow, I’ll be attending a good friend’s wedding shower. I’m looking forward to it.

So there you go. A decent kick off to this month’s NaBloPoMo.