I am always sort of sorry to see NaBloPoMo end. I enjoy posting regularly. My problem with November is that it is such a busy birthday month for us I end up doing a lot of quick and not particularly thoughtful posts. Oh well. I always intend to continue posting more frequently into December - we'll see.
The other trouble I have in November is that I find it really difficult to keep up with everyone else's blogs, especially those of you who are also posting daily. There are several HUNDRED posts sitting in my reader. So I'm just a bit behind.
Am I the only one who feels like this month just FLEW by? I swear I was just feeling like November had sort of crept up on us and now it is over already.
Our Christmas decorating is on hold while I wait for one more strand of lights to arrive - I forgot that I was supposed to order two more to finish relighting our tree... My goal is to have it finished by Sunday (the lights should arrive tomorrow) before the Packer game. Watching football beside the glow of the Christmas tree is just about my perfect evening.
For book club next month (next week!) we are reading The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks. This is the kind of book that I have heard so much about, has gotten so much positive attention, I really feel like I should read it. (The Kite Runner was another of those books for me.) BUT the subject matter, from a distance, didn't really grab me. It didn't seem like something I'd necessarily enjoy reading, but another book club member recommended it and I had no problem giving it a try. I'm not even 50 pages in and I cannot believe how compelling it is. I have a history of coming late to good books, especially if they aren't children's books. Why is that?