Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Happy Belated Thanksgiving

The reason for which I didn't write all of November is exceptional. I'm almost done with my second novel, and I started it on 11-1-11. Thanks to Nanowrimo, I have most of a first draft in my hands, and I am proud of it. Very, very, very proud.

The only problem with Nanowrimo being in November: Thanksgiving. It's such a wonderful holiday, you kind of can't write on it. Not very much, anyway. I only wrote about 800 words on that particular Thursday, 1000 words under par. When you only have 30 days to write 50,000 words, it's unwise to take breaks like that, even if it is a national holiday.

But just because I didn't write doesn't mean I didn't do tons of other stuff. I was busy on Thanksgiving.

My day started at 7:30, when I had a very tiny breakfast and left to walk three miles with my sisters and mom. The Turkey Trot is by all means a highly enjoyable and fun experience. Walking through Dallas, surrounded by thousands of other people walking through Dallas, some of them in turkey costumes.

Even though I am totally out of shape and would never in a million years have imagined I could walk three miles with ease, I did it, and I have nothing to prove it, but never mind. There are 40,000 eye witnesses.

From the time we got back from the Turkey Trot until dinner at four, everybody was busy cooking and having fun. It was then that I got my 800 words written, because I'm a terrible cook. Ask anybody.

Our early dinner was amazing. We had turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, green beans and bacon, mashed potatoes, potato rolls, quick bread, holiday salad, and olives. Having dinner at 4 was convenient; after we were done eating, we went for a walk, then went to Ben's Starbucks. Ben had to work on Thanksgiving, unfortunately, so to cheer him up we brought him some Thanksgiving feast. Even though we were still stuffed to the gills, Ben, cunning as he is, managed to fill us up with extravagant concoctions, which were of course delicious.

On the way home from Starbucks, we stopped by a Redbox to try and get Super 8. Unfortunately, they were out of stock. So we tried the one across the street. They were out of stock as well. But the guy behind us in line was returning Super 8, saw that we wanted to get it, and returned it. We got Super 8.

Shortly after we came home, David, Augustine, and Atheena came over. We played games and had some dessert, then they went to see Hugo, and we set up Super 8 in the back on Thomas's flat screen TV.

An excellent Thanksgiving, one of the best.

Off topic, I recently read the Hunger Games. They are very good, and I guarantee that once you start them, you won't stop reading until you've finished.

And now I have to do school.

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