Random Rambling

October 25, 2006

Do people, like dogs, have shedding seasons?  If so, how long do they last?  Our St. Bernard’s shedding season generally seems to last about 12 months out of the year.  If mine lasts that long, I’ll be bald.  Actually, at the rate my hair seems to be falling out, I’ll be bald by Christmas.

And why is it the only hair that isn’t falling out is the gray hair?  I didn’t realize just how much gray hair I had until my brown hair started falling out.  I suppose the upside is that my gray hairs are very shiny, almost sparkly, so by Christmas, though I will be mostly bald, I will be festive.

I have signed up to participate in National Novel Writing Month.  The goal is to churn out a 50,000 word novel in 30 days.  As the web site says, emphasis is on quantity over quality, writing over editing, and participants will undoubtedly produce a lot of crap.  Crap — we’ll there is something I can do.  But even 50,000 words of garbage takes time, so I am worried about not crossing that finish line.  I suppose if push comes to shove I can always finish off by writing, “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy”* as many times as needed.  My upstairs bathroom is haunted anyway, so why not?*

OK, I don’t really think my upstairs bathroom is haunted.  At least, I don’t think I really think it is.  Strange things involving unexplained light do happen every once in a while, though, and Husband has seen it, too.  And, no, it’s not an electrical issue.  He wanted to name it Ed, but that’s my grandfather’s nickname so I had to give that idea the big veto.  At least there are no little kids running around muttering “red rum*.”  Though my kids do mutter a lot of crap.  Or yell it.

So to recap this post, my goals for November are:

1.  Keep as much of my hair attached to my head as possible, even if this requires super glue 

2.  Write a novel

3.  Do a minimum of at least two miles on the treadmill every day and hopefully lose at least 5 or 6 pounds.

Alright, so I hadn’t mentioned that last goal before, but we’re going to visit some of Husband’s family in mid November and, in case you hadn’t guessed by my previous post he comes from Pretty People (I credit his mother).  He has lots of sisters, and I’ve gained a few pounds since the last time I saw any of them.  Though generally quite slender, it doesn’t matter how much any of them weigh; they carry it glamorously — with pomp and circumstance, as it were.  I just carry it with paunch and circumference.

*I have only seen the edited for t.v. version, and it has been years since I saw it, but I believe I am referencing “The Shining.”

And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt says hello.

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