(Photo by Steve Rawley)

Friday, November 16, 2012
Would you buy your dream house if the price was right BUT you also were told it was inhabited by ghosts?

Well, that would depend. Are they friendly ghosts?

I love payday, that’s right. Especially since I’ve been off work for a year and a damn half. Sweetness of finally getting paid… and buying groceries! and sweets for Diwali!

(Photo by Steve Rawley)

Here’s a question:

Thursday, November 15, 2012
Tell us about your favourite pet.

I’m pretty fond of the cats. They’re extra snuggly now that the weather has turned.

hi, snakey…

(Photo by Steve Rawley)

from NaBloPoMo:

Tuesday, November 13, 2012
What is the bravest thing you’ve ever done?

Told snakes to go away and made it happen.

Day 10:
Where is your favourite place to blog?

In my head.

Reading this week:

And for NaBloPoMo:

Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Talk about the last compliment you received.

“You are a good teacher.” — one of my students

(happy, happy, thank you!)

Monday, November 5, 2012
What are your thoughts about tomorrow’s election in the United States?

Gosh, I think it would be nice if we put some money toward jobs, food, housing and education in this country, instead of buying more fighter jets.

What a crazy and whimsical idea that is.

signed,

jaded cynic

We’ve had some big changes around here. For example, the house is way messier than it used to be, and I don’t care. The kids are older and do their own thing and I am kind of blown away by this. I knew they were getting older, it’s just… 10 & 13 is a lot different than 7 & 10. Just sayin’.

I’m worried about the east coast, following Hurricane Sandy. I hope everyone recovers OK, and prayers and blessings for those who were lost, and their families.

Sick of the election brouhahas. Sniping and fighting and… just sick of it. I want everyone working and not talking.

“A little less conversation, a little more action, please.” — Elvis

Also, the NHL is in lockout, players vs. owners (I gotta go with the players on this one), therefore we can’t watch any hockey. Sure, we could drive all the way across town and spend a lot of $$$ on gas, parking, tickets, beers and pretzels (soda for me) and watch the Portland Winter Hawks play, but we’re lazy.

Also (the secrets, they just keep pouring out), I’ve always liked basketball more than hockey.

True that.

And two of my former students are now playing for the NBA. This rocks, especially for them. (ha.) (seriously, though, we are all so flippin’ proud of them. way to go, way to go Terrence and Terrence.)

Yeah, I think you’ve guessed where I’m going with this — Steve has watched a couple of basketball games with me. Will wonders never cease? Honestly, I am pretty psyched about it. It’s so much funner to watch than hockey. More skin and less blood, too. Little puck vs. big orange basketball, there you have it. The kids even watched the Blazer/Houston game with us tonight. (The Blazers are looking good this season and no, I don’t say that every year. Also got my eye on Houston, Toronto and L.A. — Clippers-not-Lakers.)

My dad is up in heaven right now, smiling at us. Watching basketball with my cousins and grandfathers. Smiling some more.

Hoops!!!

Thursday, November 1, 2012
“Tell us your favourite quotation and why.”

That’s not how you spell favorite.

There, that’s my new favorite quote.

Actually, it’s this one, and I think it’s got to be kind of obvious why.

“I stuck the letter back in the envelope, Scotch-taped it together, and readdressed it to Buddy, without putting on a new stamp. I thought the message was worth a good three cents. Then I decided I would spend the summer writing a novel. That would fix a lot of people.”

– Sylvia Plath, “The Bell Jar”

Daylight savings starts (ends?) tomorrow here in the Pacific Northwest. I’m gonna grab that extra hour and make it take a nap with me.

Here it is.

writing prompt for today is:

“If you could live anywhere, where would it be?”

Right here, right now.

I don’t care how busy I am. I don’t care if everyone’s glued to Facebook and their televisions and never looking at the bloggy-blogs anymore, I’m going to write. Something. Daily.

Now I have to past-date this, cuz I’m already three days into November.

NaPoMoBlogMore, yes! (Seriously, what is it called? I’ll look it up for next post.)

xo

wm