You know what vexes me?
The fact that my child can remember almost two weeks later that the yard two doors down from her daycare had Halloween decorations out the wazoo ("Puh-kin patch gone, Mama. Puh-kin patch GONE!") but she can't remember me telling her not to stomp through the house not two seconds ago. Why is that?!
I love Billa's sense of fashion. Not only does she love bright colors (like me), funky footwear (also like me), but she sure loves layering and looking as strange as possible (definitely just like me!). Observe:
This is what Billa chose to wear to church a couple of Sundays ago. I have to say, it could be worse (And yes, she insisted on accessorizing with my keys and the shopping bags). Most days we pretty much let her choose what she wears with our only input being whether or not something is weather appropriate. In my opinion, I love the fact that she marches to the beat of her own drummer and as far as I'm concerned, I could really care less most days what she wears. It won't be long before society starts holding her to their beliefs as to how things should be, so I think letting her experiment is perfectly A-OK. Let her innocence and spunk shine through while it can, I say!
My Nano novel is coming along. I started with a different idea and after writing about 5k words, I realized my heart just wasn't in that novel. I kept thinking about this dream I'd had three years ago and the plot I'd created around it. So I figured after three years of thinking about it, playing with it, and dreaming it, now was the time for me to just suck it up and finally write it. I mean, come on, what was I waiting for anyway? I'm farther behind than I'd like, but I'm happy with the story and content to see where it goes. I need to try and hit 25k words by Sunday night; we'll see what happens! I am determined to finish this novel if it kills me (ok, well maybe not that extreme), but more than that, I'm finally ready to put the effort and time into editing it and actually having other people read it and see what happens with it. I've never actually bothered to try and publish any of my writing before, but I think that if I'm going to try and actually be a writer, well, I should probably actually make an effort at submitting it to an agent and see what happens, shouldn't I? I'll keep you posted on that!
Anyhoo, if I'm going to get anywhere close to 25k words by Sunday night, I better get cracking.