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Well, I did it.

I actually did it. I've got 30 posts attached to 30 days in November.

I said "attached." I did not sit down every day and write. I did make frequent use of the draft feature to jot title ideas and content notes. Some days I was tired and uninspired. Some days I just didn't feel like dancing with the accompanying photos. Then, some days, I'd crank out two or three posts. (It's behavior like this that drove my professors batty. Maybe if I'd braved the computer lab of the mid '80s and had learned to use a word processor, I might have had more success with my late night/last minute technique.) (You know, I think I've said that exact same thing in my blog before. Sheesh.)

It's done for the year, and I DID IT. I might even take a moment to feel accomplished.

I will definitely take a few days off.

How About More Pictures, Less Words?

It's the next to last day of NaMoBloPo, and I can't think of anything to say. So how about some pictures of ME?! I'm usually holding the camera or making sure the kids are the focus, but Scott was able to get quite a few of me when his sister took us with her church kids to pumpkin patch out in Rainsville back in October. (How's that for a string of prepositional phrases?)

I'm helping Brenda get ready to help my daughter paint her pumpkin.

An orange pumpkin definitely needs something blue.

My son wants to paint an AU on his, too, so he's using his dad's as a template.
(Of course this is Scott's pumpkin, how else can he take the picture?)

Me, the kids and the gobblers. War Turkey!

DLG gets to feed a baby goat.

Now you can really see that pink feather in my hair.

I'm finally trying out a corn bin.

It does feel good. And I feel silly.

DLG is more interested in getting off her socks
than helping MLB bury me in corn kernels.

I really can't believe my husband is taking a picture of this.

With this, I guess I now say a finally adieu to autumn. The solstice is still about three weeks away, but if it's the Christmas season here in North America, then it's winter! Bon hiver!

Motherhood, the Second Oldest Profession

I wanted to catch up on my blog today.

But I had to catch up on the adults' laundry or we'd be cold and naked. (Or worse, rumpled and smelly.)

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I wanted to finally work on my son's curtain.

But we were finally out of my son's ADHD medicine, so I found coupons for other things on sale at Publix to make my trip more worthwhile besides just for the milk we were out of, too.


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I wanted to clear out leftovers from the fridge to put in the freezer.

But my daughter decided to clear out the contents of her stomach, so I had to put all sorts of yurped things into the trash or the laundry.


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Well, there's always tomorrow, because after all...

I'm not going to Faith Sharing only to leave a sick daughter to share with the other kids in the nursery.

Fiddle-dee-pthuuut!