Lesson I also did not learn but promise to give some thought to: Even a small pieces of cake folded into a paper plate and put in pocketbook is as bad an idea as bananas in pocketbook. Also, chocolate frosting in your hair from your besmirched hairbrush is not a professional look.
Frankenstorms: 1
Hours of power lost: 6
Hours of Internet/TV lost: three days (human rights violation to the max)
Pages written for writing group: 19
Books read for reading group: 1 (Hotel at the Corner of Bitter and Sweet)
Blogposts on 135 Journals:21
Horrible Disease I still do not have: Breast cancer
Depressing Episodes about breast cancer I watched on Parenthood: 3
Factual errors: a bunch
Sympathy for character with breast cancer: Eh.
Least maternal statement uttered in public: “I feel like a mother turtle who laid her eggs, covered them up and said, ‘I’ve done everything I was supposed to do and to hell with the rest.”
Least maternal statement uttered in private: would fry readers’ eyeballs.
Useful information: the best vellum is made from calves in utero. (Thank you, Stephen Greenblatt, author of Swerve).
Contests entered: 1 (Tall Tales contest).
Strange Jungian events attended involving dancing around with your eyes closed: 1
Advice from husband heeded only intermittently: “When in doubt, there IS nutella on your face, so wipe it off.”
Most miles ridden by husband as a Rondenneur in one day on bike: 125
Steps walked in October: 319,659. (Average per day: 10,632)
Lost: the last 3 CDs of the book Sophie’s World (library book on CD).
Writing Prompt: So how was YOUR October?
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I can relate to your chocolate/Nutella incidents. A few months ago I was convinced I had another melanoma but it was only some stray chocolate.
Now that’s what I call excellent diagnostic skillz.
I love you.
Is that you, my friend halfway through her first term at Hogwarts? The feeling is mutual.