November 2016 Day 18

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I’m sitting in the library with my small group of Wrimos. Only 2 so far. One I am really glad is here because she hasn’t been able to make it to any of the other events, so this is great to see here again. We had met at last year’s events. Wonderful young woman.

 

I’m still in pain, but I took my stupid pills, and that was sort of a no-no. I didn’t realize just how stupid these pills make me until I got in the truck with all my NaNo supplies and started driving. Ugh.

 

So now I am just coping with the pain until the event is over and I get home. I brought the pills with me though, just in case.

 

I’m happy to say that I sent a proposal to the library system on holding Creative Writing Seminars, to include just what NaNoWriMo and things like BlogHer challenges are all about.

 

They accepted my proposal, so we will be doing on every other month starting in January leading up to NaNoWriMo. I’m so excited, and nervous. This is stepping way out of my comfort zone, but it’s something I am passionate about. And I have so many people supporting me and cheering me on, it’s wonderful.

 

So, let’s move on to the BlogHer Prompt
Nov. 18: What’s the dumbest thing you and a partner have ever fought about?

 

Where do I even start? We have fought about colors, choosing meat, how to properly crack an egg, hand-mixing vs. an electric mixer.

 

We have fought about so man stupid little things its unreal. And I don’t entertain it for long. After trying to even get him to see things from my side, which he believes his side is the only side, I turn around and head to my office, leaving warning that anyone that dares enter with be beheaded with one of my lovely swords. Worse yet, I’ll sic my cats on them. 😀

 

A short one today, I know, and I’m sorry. I have a near infinite supply of dumb fights, but honestly, I don’t like to give out that much of my person froo froo romantic life side. Nice thing about not being married…you can get out of a relationship that is getting toxic. However, this man in my life is great, he’s just him, and I’m just me. He calls me a ‘mean-ass’ and I tell him to grow some balls from time to time. Typical relationship stuff, yes?

 

Be sweet, my lovelies…

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