When he showed our friends the pictures I sent him from my empty hotel room, I should have flipped the fuck out.  But I was already so tired from pretending it was ok that I was on that trip alone after he bailed last minute and informed me by making plans with our friends for that weekend in front of me. 

Oh man, the ones I’m remembering now aren’t even the worst ones.

When Iris asked us to help her friend find a nice girl, and he laughed and said “I can’t even find myself a nice girl.” instead of trying to be invisible, and settling for dodging her shocked face and trying to seem light hearted, I should have walked away from that table and him.  

There are so many times I talked myself out of leaving him.  And every single time, except the last, I was wrong. 

My mom just told the best story about my grandma, and how our cousins in the midwest considered her the “cool aunt. She moved to the big city, married a service man, and traveled every where.” 

She’s been to 49 of 50 states and has no inclination to head to Maine. 

And I don’t remember anything I wrote.  And it took me over a month to come back and acknowledge that for the first time in MANY years of attempts, I did it.

I can’t believe NaBloPoMo is over!  And for the first year I actually did it!  That is due soley to having wordpress on my cell phone, I must admit.

Hopefully this does what is intended, nudges me to write more. To upload even just pictures with a few sentences.  To try to document more good than bad.

At the very least I’ll have to update on that craft closet, should we ever finish it!

I get hit with the mush so hard I tear up at how lucky I am.

And then I fucking shake it off cause I’m a robot bitch.

I loathe Xmas season.  It is time consuming and mostly petty and tends to bring out the worst in most people.  But I LOVE driving around town and looking at Xmas lights.   I remember doing it as a kid, piling up with the boys in the van with our hot chocolate and cruising around town. 

I can’t wait.

Two Thanksgivings wasn’t enough apparently.

I am wrecked with an after Turkey Day cold.   So unless you want pictures on me in socks and blankets on a couch with kitties I got nothing.

It’s been crappy TV and pinterest all day long.

Luna oulasted Kris at Thanksigiving dinner. The bowling hangover was strong with that one.   Was a great day with both families and friends.