NaNo ends soon and then, with a little recovery time and a week straight of sleep I'll be back to normal. Or, since I won't get that week straight of sleep, I'll be semi coherent and that should be good enough, right?
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Countdown
Oh, so you think I should have a real post here? Yeah, well I've got 4,000 more words to write and I'm using all of my brain power to come up with them... (hopefully less by now. check the counter on the right and you'll see where I'm currently stuck)
NaNo ends soon and then, with a little recovery time and a week straight of sleep I'll be back to normal. Or, since I won't get that week straight of sleep, I'll be semi coherent and that should be good enough, right?
NaNo ends soon and then, with a little recovery time and a week straight of sleep I'll be back to normal. Or, since I won't get that week straight of sleep, I'll be semi coherent and that should be good enough, right?
Monday, November 26, 2012
Pheasant Explosion
We took a chilly Thanksgiving Day hike in the Columbia Gorge. The perfect way to work up an appetite. It was cold and damp, but the wind wasn't too hurricane-like and the sun even broke through the clouds for a bit. First time we've seen it in a week!
We tromped through the leaf carpet and forded a couple of small impromptu streams and then scared a pheasant. It burst out of the ground cover right in front of us in a flurry of beating wings, which made me scream out loud; I'm not even going to lie, only afterward did I remember that there were small children with me who were probably traumatized by my screaming, not the interesting bird they never even noticed because of the crazy lady hyperventilating and scaring every other animal far far away for the remainder of our hike.
So goes my effort to NOT pass on my phobia to my children.
We tromped through the leaf carpet and forded a couple of small impromptu streams and then scared a pheasant. It burst out of the ground cover right in front of us in a flurry of beating wings, which made me scream out loud; I'm not even going to lie, only afterward did I remember that there were small children with me who were probably traumatized by my screaming, not the interesting bird they never even noticed because of the crazy lady hyperventilating and scaring every other animal far far away for the remainder of our hike.
So goes my effort to NOT pass on my phobia to my children.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Living in the Matrix
This may look like a quiet time mess but don't be fooled. This is a well planned, carefully executed procedure and she WILL notice if you move even a single sheet of paper.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Sauvie Island
While we're well known for getting outside in the rain, when we get the opportunity for a dry hike we take it!
Off we went to the island where we tromped in the mud, watched some fishermen, and scared all of the birds for the multiple bird watching groups that arrived after us.
Off we went to the island where we tromped in the mud, watched some fishermen, and scared all of the birds for the multiple bird watching groups that arrived after us.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Missing November
So...I've been a little quiet around here, I know. Remember last November? Remember that silly thing I did called NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month)?
Yeah?
Totally doing it again this year. It's better than last year. It's still crazy. I'm trying to put out a consistent 2000 words a day. I'm getting up at 6 every morning (except for the days I go into work, then it's 5:30.)
I'll be back later. Until then, enjoy the blog blurbs. Maybe they're more up your alley anyway...there's a lot to read out there.
Yeah?
Totally doing it again this year. It's better than last year. It's still crazy. I'm trying to put out a consistent 2000 words a day. I'm getting up at 6 every morning (except for the days I go into work, then it's 5:30.)
I'll be back later. Until then, enjoy the blog blurbs. Maybe they're more up your alley anyway...there's a lot to read out there.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Monday, November 12, 2012
Each to her own kind
In desperation I took my two wild animals to the zoo to commune with their own kind. It totally helped soothe the savage beasts.
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