Look. I know what you're thinking. It's 1:21AM and I haven't written a blog post yet.
But here's the thing: It was Gutsy's seventh birthday, we had a family party, I had to buy a pinata for his half-sleepover party tomorrow, Spawnling drove me absolutely batty when I took him out to run some errands today (and naturally, it took twice as long to get anything accomplished than if I had gone by myself).
And then I went to see a movie that was three hours long. I figured I'd be home earlier and could sneak a quick post in before midnight, but James Cameron doesn't like to cut scenes. You've seen Titanic, right? Well, 2012 also involves boats, but adds in a little broad scope planet destruction. Long, fun, a little too long, definitely fun, but I wanted to murder the guys behind us who would just not shut the hell up, like, at all. More on that another time.
Oh, and my 'Q' key is very broken. I don't know why. So every time I tap it, it takes about 15 or 20 tries to make the letter appear. Not that this has anything to do with why I didn't post before midnight, but I need some sympathy for what I'm about to say.
Given everything I've done today, and the fact that I'm dedicated enough to write a post at 1:30 even though I'm absolutely exhausted, and the fact that I'm the damn Maven and can do pretty much anything I want (except murder, I reminded myself several times in the theatre tonight), I have decided that, since I have not gone to bed yet, this still qualifies as a post for November 13th.
It's Gutsy's birthday, and all he wants is for you to agree with his mother. You won't deny him that, will you?
NaBloPoMo, I'm still rockin' you!
And more on Gutsy's birthday tomorrow as well. I have some really great things to say about a really great kid. He's not all screaming and scissor necklaces, you know.
November 14th may commence now. Goodnight.
But here's the thing: It was Gutsy's seventh birthday, we had a family party, I had to buy a pinata for his half-sleepover party tomorrow, Spawnling drove me absolutely batty when I took him out to run some errands today (and naturally, it took twice as long to get anything accomplished than if I had gone by myself).
And then I went to see a movie that was three hours long. I figured I'd be home earlier and could sneak a quick post in before midnight, but James Cameron doesn't like to cut scenes. You've seen Titanic, right? Well, 2012 also involves boats, but adds in a little broad scope planet destruction. Long, fun, a little too long, definitely fun, but I wanted to murder the guys behind us who would just not shut the hell up, like, at all. More on that another time.
Oh, and my 'Q' key is very broken. I don't know why. So every time I tap it, it takes about 15 or 20 tries to make the letter appear. Not that this has anything to do with why I didn't post before midnight, but I need some sympathy for what I'm about to say.
Given everything I've done today, and the fact that I'm dedicated enough to write a post at 1:30 even though I'm absolutely exhausted, and the fact that I'm the damn Maven and can do pretty much anything I want (except murder, I reminded myself several times in the theatre tonight), I have decided that, since I have not gone to bed yet, this still qualifies as a post for November 13th.
It's Gutsy's birthday, and all he wants is for you to agree with his mother. You won't deny him that, will you?
NaBloPoMo, I'm still rockin' you!
And more on Gutsy's birthday tomorrow as well. I have some really great things to say about a really great kid. He's not all screaming and scissor necklaces, you know.
November 14th may commence now. Goodnight.