I
DID IT!! Just before 10:30 yesterday morning, I hit the 50K mark for
NaNoWriMo!! YEAH!!! The official number is 50,864. Yeah, I know I was over 68K
last time, but last time I wasn’t driving back and forth to Vermont or having
two major parties at my house two days apart. I’m happy I reached goal, and I
rewarded myself with a piece of pumpkin pie and a long nap.
I
had planned on pre-making the potato pancakes yesterday and then just throwing
them in the oven to heat up today, but I just couldn’t force myself to cook two
days in a row. The nap helped, but I was still exhausted from Thursday. So now,
after I finish the blog, I will start making them – all ten pounds - and
hopefully, by four o’clock, when people start showing up, the house won’t still
smell like cooking oil. I doubt it though. I made a small batch last week for
just the three of us and I could still smell the oil two days later.
I
will also be making thirty individual pot pies, the ones you do in the muffin
tin with a refrigerated biscuit for the crust. Plus I have cheese and crackers,
chips and dip, and pie. Others who are coming are bringing, appetizers,
desserts, and one person is bringing a third main dish. I think we’ll have
enough food.
One
of the fun things about my tree decorating parties is, I really never who is
going to show up. Word just gets out there and friends start walking into my
house, picking up and ornament or two, sticking them on the tree, then they
start chowing down. Everyone brings some food with them to share, so there’s
always enough, except for my potato pancakes. I swear I could make twenty ponds
of them, and every single one would go, but I draw the line at ten pounds.
Okay,
off to peel potatoes. I’m pretty sure I’d rather be “off to Ireland” like I
have been for the past twenty-nine days. Oh, don’t forget, you’ll be getting
your last installment, chapter 16, of Faerie Tale Queen later today on my
Facebook page. So, until tomorrow, I hope you have a great day, and Happy
Writing!
Your Last Challenge
was:
Tell a little something about you and the holidays – what makes
them special for you, a tradition you’re pretty sure is only done by your family,
you’re little holiday secret, whatever you’d like to share.
I am going to let you in on a little
secret – I am a total Christmas sap. The very second radio stations start
playing Christmas songs, even before Thanksgiving, I have them tuned in, but I
make sure to flip the station before anyone else gets in the car. Ooo and if I
can sneak in a Christmas show on Lifetime when no one’s looking, woohoo!
I get excited when I see the first
Christmas lights go on in our town, and I even drive home different ways, just
so I can see more lights and decorations. Although everyone rolls their eyes
over the silent decoration war between my one neighbor and another neighbor a
few houses up the street, I anxiously await to see what’s new every year in
their displays. Pretty soon both families are not going to be able to add
anything new unless they swap out with an old, because they are seriously
running out of lawn space.
The holiday also turns me into a bit of
a water fountain. I can’t hear Christmas
Shoes on the radio without crying. I get a touching card in the mail, I
cry. Heaven knows most of the Christmas movies make me cry at some point, and I
will admit, there are a few commercials that get me going as well. This year’s
zinger was the Budweiser commercial where the snowmen offered their carrot
noses to the team as a thank you for saving the mail truck and delivering the
presents. Want to hear the really sad part? I only caught a glimpse of the
commercial on Thanksgiving. My husband simply told me what had happened and I
got choked up.
See, I told you, total Christmas sap.
Today I was glad for the time limit because, believe it or not, there’s more,
but I ran out of time…
Your
Next Challenge is:
You hear your mom’s (or your dad’s) words come out of your
mouth for the first time.
You have 10 minutes (be honest). There is no right or wrong,
just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t count and NO ONE is allowed to
criticize what someone else has written. Go.
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