November is National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). It was started by Chris Baty and his friends in San Francisco in 1999. The idea is to write a 175-page book, about 50,000 words by the end of the month. It doesn’t have to be good, you just have written a novel. You have to write about 1,667 words (about 6 pages) a day. That’s a lot. My last post was 1,220 words, but I don’t usually ramble on so. Well, I do, but not 1,600 words worth. Do I? Anyway, you can sign up on the NaNoWriMo website but be patient. There are so many people logging on that it takes forever to load. They had 6,000 sign-ups in 24 hours since the story was on Yahoo.
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Dr. Oz on Oprah said that when we are stressed, we crave salty things. When we are depressed, we may crave sweets. When we are angry, we may crave meat. When we are anxious, we may crave ice cream, and when we are lonely or sexually frustrated, we may crave pasta. If we crave all of the above, we may be jealous. I crave salty things all the time, but I don’t really feel stressed. What do I have to be stressed about? Actually, I have quite a bit (all of my own making), but I won’t go into all of that. He also said that you should walk about 10,000 steps a day, you should sweat 1 hour a week (can break it down to 20 minutes 3 times a week), lift weights 30 minutes a week, and stretch 5 minutes every day. So, if I sweat for 20 minutes, does that mean I only have to walk for 10 minutes that day? I’m going to try to walk every day. I go to the gym, and I’ve lost 20 pounds, but I’ve also plateaued and need to kick it up if I want to keep losing. Might help if I’d stop eating all those fatty, salty things, too, huh?
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A new show is treading the boards of Broadway: Evil Dead: The Musical. Now that’s just weird. I wanna see it! I love this line in the article: “Sure, the show is idiotic, but that’s the point.” Apparently, one of the best songs in the show is “What the f--- was that?” Hahahahahahaha. I really gotta see this show.
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The guys in my hubby’s office are doing their own version of The Biggest Loser. They all weighed in yesterday, will weigh in once a week, and will go like this until February 1. Why they decided to do this during the holidays is a mystery. I said that for the right price I would bake sabotage cookies and pies.
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I went to a huge arts and craft show today. It seemed like every aisle had one or two booths filled with signs of sappy sayings. “Live, Love, Laugh” was the most popular. There was also “I Hope You Dance.” I hate that song. Oh, it’s a nice song, but after you hear it a million times, it loses it’s effectiveness. Now it just grates on my nerves. Of course, that might have something to do with the fact that I’ve been in a bad mood for some reason. I have no reason to be in a bad mood. I’m taking a pill for that, ya know. Maybe more shopping therapy? I feel a trip to the bookstore coming on.
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Bush is coming to Nebraska to stump for the Republicans. It has always bothered me when a president takes time away from the needs of this country to campaign for his party. Especially this president and his party who have made such a mess of things and are so desperate to stay in control that they are threatening that a vote for Democrats will mean homosexual marriage in your home town and a terrorist on every corner. I will not be going to the rally. Of course, they probably wouldn’t let me attend since I’m a registered Democrat. Probably have some big sensor you have to walk through that sets off an alarm if a non-Republican tries to enter sanctuary.
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One more thing about my trip home a couple of weeks ago. I said that A and I were a lot of like. We both like to go to old cemeteries and look around. Eureka Springs has an amazing one. It’s very serene, and there are some beautiful stones. But there was this odd grave that really stood out. It’s the grave of a 19-year-old girl (I’m sorry I don’t remember her name) who died in the late 90s, if I read the stone correctly. It was fascinating, so I took some pictures.
Have a great weekend, y'all.
7 comments:
That is one wild gravesite. I'm gonna have to go over there and check that out some day.
It's hard to see all the detail, but is that a cow skull? This is in the national park? How very interesting, I wonder what the story behind this is...
What an interesting gravesite. Any names on it? Any info about the story behind it?
Susan--It is a cow skull. There were lots of skeleton things on this grave. It was actually in a cemetery (in the back). I wish I had a better camera so that I could have gotten some better photos!
Jay and Betty--I don't remember the name on the headstone. I don't know anything about it. Maybe you can find out since you live so close?
Hey Kell,
I don't mind word verification one little bit. Keeps the riff raff out. Interesting grave. Thanks for blogging it.
Sorry you've got GWB in Nebraska. Ignore him and he'll go away. I just want to know who voted for him in the first place. Have you noticed how they're all kinda quiet now?
Peggy--Yep, I don't think the scare tactics are working for that party this time. At least I hope they aren't. I didn't see much about his visit, but then again, I'm trying not to watch the news because I'm so tired all the election predictions. Even my conservative friends aren't saying a word about this election.
They talked on NPR about polls that each party puts out and you can tell how elections are going by the number of poll results they each publicize. This year the democrats are publishing 10 polls for every 1 that the republicans are publishing results from. That's a great sign that this country is finally waking up and realizing we are in some deep doo-doo.
Oh, and on a MUCH more important note: I will totally go with you to see the Evil Dead show!
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