Blue Plate Special

The Friendly Neighborhood Blogger would like to wish everyone and their families a very Happy Thanksgiving!

Remember to take time out this busy time of year, to give a little extra (in any way you choose) to those who need it.

Cheers!

Wrinkled - What is:

1. The shirt I'm wearing was earlier, but the wrinkles fell out.
2. My dog is on her face, she's a pug.
3. My hair is from the damp air, okay so it's more wavy than wrinkled.
4. Tiny lines around my face, a little.
5. The newspaper in my office lunchroom, from yesterday.

Reading material

So it's November 20th and I have only blogged half of that time.

And that's not bad for me. It's not as much as I'd hoped, but still it's not bad.

My co-worker got me started on the Stephanie Plum series of books by Janet Evanovich. And I like them!!!!

Dammit.

If you're looking for something fast-paced, witty and semi-crime, semi-spy -- this is the stuff for you.

I'm far too lazy to post a link, just GOOGLE Stephanie Plum or Janet Evanovich and you'll find it.

For Pete's sake...you think I can post a link when I can only NaBloPoMo blog half the time?

Flip my wig

I've been waiting a long time to get my hair cut.

Normally, that's no big deal. My hair is an enigma and plain just does whatever the hell it wants to do despite the GREAT pains and effort I take to coif it nicely.

This summer, I realized that I am VERY, VERY lazy when it comes to trying new ways to wear my hair. The laziness is directly related to the abovementioned issue and I had my hair-stylist give me a modified Victoria Beckham/Rihanna bob. I didn't want to go WAAAAYYYYY up the head in the back, just enough to give it a slight stack and I wanted the sides to be longer, but not tooooo long.

So anyway, my stylist did the job....a little too well and it ended up shorter than I had hoped for. So I let it grow for awhile and then when the shagginess became too much to deal with, I called my stylist for an appointment.

She was just getting ready to go on vacation for 2 and a half weeks and would get me in when she returned.

She has returned and I go in tomorrow and WWWWHHHEEEEEEEE! I'm not going to let her talk while she's cutting my hair because I think there is a direct correlation between the amount she talks and the amount she cuts.

I'll let you know what happens.

Christmas spirit

I've been researching HEAVILY craft ideas for Christmas. My personal budget was in a crisis waaaayyyyy before the country's and I've had to come to terms with taking the "easy way" (read: store bought) out of gift giving this year.

In a way, I don't really mind because there's this part of me that truly adores making things and watching the look on people's faces when they realize that they've received something that you've really put time and effort in.

On the other hand, the things that I have decided to make, first of all because I can afford to do it and secondly, because I have enough patience and skill to do it are also going to be things I would want to keep for ME!

But I know, it's not very GIVING and it's not what Christmas is about and I will certainly get over the need to covet and hoard for myself.

Do you think ol' St. Nick ever had that problem?

Rememebering

Too old to stay up late

I really try to stay up late. At least on Fridays and Saturdays.

Hoodie went to a football game Friday night and by 10 pm, hadn't called yet. At 10:15, I texted him and asked how much longer the game would be. People, I had fallen asleep on the couch at 8:00! Full on snoring and everything.

I just can't keep my peepers open no matter how hard I try.

Watch Dexter try to stay up long enough too: