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AND DONE

And with this post I declare myself a #NaBloPoMo Winner for the manyth year in a row! Wooooo!

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I don’t like crowds, so I avoid events and activities that will require me to mix and mingle with groups of people. I’m no stranger to this week’s ultimate question at yeah write: why didn’t you go? Well-intentioned people try to convince me that they had fun so I would have had fun, too. Nope, sorry. Doesn’t work that way.

But let’s get out of my head and away from my neuroses and find some other plausible answers to the question.

Maybe he was just ready to leave, but then he saw her and stayed.

“I Saw Her Standing There” by The Beatles

What do you mean, why didn’t I go? I’ve already left.

“Already Gone” by The Eagles

I can’t say I’ve ever used this excuse, but such impairment seems like a valid reason.

“Because I Got High” by Afroman

A lack of transportation can force one to stay, too.

“I Missed the Bus” by Kris Kross

Laziness is the answer. Why should he go when she’ll come to him?

“My Baby Comes to Me” by The Coasters

This is it! The final day of the NaBloPoMo/Nano Poblano/NoMo challenges! Why didn’t I go? I’ve been too busy blogging!

Answering @yeahwrite1's question "why didn't you go?" in song titles for the end of #NaBloPoMo #yeahnomo #NanoPoblano I don't like crowds, so I avoid events and activities that will require me to mix and mingle with groups of people.

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Slow Sunday

Yesterday was all about watching Big Bang Theory. I think today will be all about watching....something? And knitting. Just as soon as I finish the laundry. 

And maybe a nap. 

And maybe a bunch of work because I feel guilty taking time off since I took some time off yesterday. 

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Sunday Slideshow: 4-H Holiday Program

Sunday Slideshow: 4-H Holiday Program

For the second year in a row, I took Philip took our local 4-H program’s annual holiday event. He only broke one ornament. I was impressed that most of the crafts were different from last year. We skipped most of the food-based crafts since Philip isn’t really interested in eating the finished products. The one exception was the melted snowman. This was made by spreading white frosting on a…

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Couchy Saturday

I slept in. I did some cleaning. But mostly? I’ve been hanging on the couch and watching The Big Bang Theory. It’s been pretty great. 

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Last week, I posted this story about giving myself permission to write bad poetry. I even shared some mediocre verses with you.

You’re welcome.

My best friend took the opportunity to quote lines from some of the most overwrought poems I composed as a teenager. Twenty-some years later, they were so terribly angsty that she can still remember. She even asked that I share one of them. “It’s been too long. Please!”

I told her that, if I got stuck with NaBloPoMoing, I would share the poem. Because I’m cocky, I figured I’d never have to follow through. I have twenty-one days in the bag plus five other posts planned. I’ll never need to use that poem.

Welcome to day 28. I’d like you to meet Blogger’s Block.

Since my best friend’s birthday is tomorrow and I’m running out of ideas for posts, I decided I should keep my promise and post the poem. Without further ado, here is “The Rocking Chair.”

Boldly it stood out in the fire The autumn setting was cold and dire The windblown smoke spewed o’er the lawn Out of those flames the color of dawn Sadly I stood in the falling rain Though I was warned not to remain I shed not a tear, for it wouldn’t put out The roaring flames that shot about A childhood memory turned to ashes Amongst the orange and bright red flashes To cry, I couldn’t, I didn’t dare The day he burned my rocking chair.

Wow, that was painful to type. And I don’t mean because my hand hurts.

Happy Birthday, Heidi! Don’t mock me too much.

bad poetry: the gift that keeps on giving Last week, I posted this story about giving myself permission to write bad poetry. I even shared some mediocre verses with you.

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Black Friday

I know that the socially conscious thing to do today is to buy nothing and to save my money until tomorrow (Small Business Saturday) or Tuesday (Giving Tuesday). But you know what? I bought the eighth season of The Big Bang Theory for $10 at Target this afternoon and I’m not one bit sorry about it. Watching The Big Bang Theory makes me happy and never fails to relax me when life gets too be too much. It is my go-to for comfort. And saving $20 on that comfort? Well that makes me pretty happy too. 

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Happy Thanksgiving!