And yes, this is a brand spanking new, fresh novel idea. The one I started last year still sits in Apple Documents. I haven't looked at it since I stopped writing it last year. Maybe some day I'll go back, read what I've started, and keep going.
So, November. The official start to the crazy ride of Christmas. C-Joy and I made our Christmas cakes yesterday, and mine is now sitting in a cool place, waiting to be bathed in brandy once every week. We used dates, dried cranberries, apples, and raisins in our mix. Can't wait to see how it all turns out at Christmas. It was hard not to lick the spoon, but there was a child present, and I had to set an example. You know if Turtle hadn't been there C-Joy and I would have licked the spoons and cleaned out the mixing bowl! I will never be too old to clean out the mixing bowl. So naner-naner to you :P
Good news on the hamstring front. I don't have to go back until the end of the month. Now I have to strengthen my very weak hamstrings with weights, balance balls, and other assorted exercises. I also have to work on my core--which is buried under a layer of fat. I promised myself I would make a very concentrated effort to work out 5 times a week, which is what I am supposed to do. So today it's planks, some hip work, and I'm tossing in some push-ups. Tomorrow I go to the gym to use some of the equipment I can't afford to have in my house! Actually, I would have to turn my garage into a gym, since none of it would fit in my front door. Wee houses weren't built to hold treadmills and weight benches! Just wee people. Who don't eat much. Cause my kitchen is also very wee.
So what will November bring, besides a small mental breakdown? And a lot of empty wine bottles to take to the redemption center? Well, hopefully, a novel, some beautiful weather, some quality time with Bud (quantity will be in short supply), and, of course, my beloved Pom-Poms. And how can I forget some great reading, too?