It's the last day of NaBloPoMo, but the first day of everything else

I'm positively ebullient today, my friends. Ebullient! It's a fun word. It kind of reminds me of bouillon. Or bologna. I'm hungry.

First of all, my Wonderland post is up, so I can now relax. I never enjoy the hours leading up to a deadline. It doesn't matter how enjoyable the task is; whenever there's something I have to do, I get all whiny and petulant, and I moan about how I don't wanna and there's a new 30 Rock on and eeeeeeeuuuughh. Scott runs away from me and the animals shrink from my weird, desperate hugs, and eventually I realize I have no choice but to sit down and string some words together. But here I am, all done! I have triumphed yet again! Huzzah!

Secondly, Henry and I are heading to the library after school, where we will read until I'm hoarse and then we'll take out way more books than we can possibly read (or that I can carry without pulling something). I don't know why I enjoy the library, now that I've described it like that. Possibly it's because of the quality time with Henry? Well, yes, but that's the obvious answer. Also we'll get some hot chocolate at a local café, this sweet little place where Henry flirts with the staff. They love him there, even after The Incident, which occurred last winter: he was washing his hands in the bathroom and soap spurted into his eye, and he proceeded to run up and down the length of the store, screaming his head off. Eventually I managed to direct him to the exit before he scared off all the customers, but it took a while. The fact that they still let us in astounds me.

Charlie is curled up on a sunny patch and the cat is inches away from him, sprawled across an ottoman. She'd kill him if she had the chance, but for now, they're getting along. And me, I'm about to run on our fancy treadmill. I have discovered that I am a person who enjoys running. Life is full of surprises, my friends.

You know what else has me in a good mood? Your donations. They really mean a lot. I knew there was a reason I liked you. You look great in that color, by the way. Are you using a different shampoo? I can tell.

Comments

[bigpikchur.blogspot.com]

Sounds like you have a great day planned, hopefully without another bathroom soap incident! I just put up my last NaBloPoMoFo entry and now that I have luxury of not posting every day without the threat of someone taking away my future children (that is how I kept myself motivated; it worked!) is making me both slightly woozy AND drunk with power. Or maybe it's all that wine.
Jules
House of Jules

[Tina]

I got a haircut, is what's different.

[Janssen]

I'm getting a haircut TOMORROW! You really are briliant, to be seeing the future that way, and knowing my hair will look fabulous before it even happens.

[Amethyst]

Dear Alice,

I read blogs every morning the way some drink coffe to wake up and every once in a while I scan the "I reads" of my favorite bloggers (such as Maggie Mason's www.mightygirl.com, Eden Kennedy's www.fussy.org, and Heather Armstong's www.dooce.com) and sort of trial run six of seven of them for a few months to see if any of them resonate with me like the blogs of those where I found them.

This time around you totally win. Really, not only do I get my giggles from you (Oh, my goodness, the "Violated" post! I've been through that! My mom's poor Shi Tzu was terrified of my cat for weeks!), but I can count on you to be there almost every day unlike some bloggers which make you wait a week or more before they are willing to make you laugh again. I really appreciate that, especially since my morning readings keep me from pulling out all my hair since I live with four males (four male children if you count my husband) and no other source of estrogen immediately available.

So, thanks! You are Officially Bookmarked.

Amethyst Adams

[Lori]

When you said "The Incident," I thought maybe he licked someone's feet.

[Average Jane]

Hey, your work style sounds exactly like mine!

[Mauigirl]

Congrats! We did it, I just posted my last NaBloPoMo post too! Ditto on the work style thing. If only I could be as conscientious about work and other stuff I'm supposed to be doing as I was about posting on my blog every day of the month of November!

[Meg]

You're welcome! I wish all my favorite bloggers put up donation buttons, because I feel guilty for all the good stuff I get for free. Ok, I don't have LOTS to give at the moment, but if you (hot tip!) keep mentioning it, ever so casually, in conversation, I'll keep up the clicking.

Also: don't tell anyone, but I think I like you more because you are asking me for ever so well deserved cash. But I'm a fundraiser at heart, so don't mind me.

[braine]

I bet somewhere there's some blogger who hasn't been told that November's over and they'll, like, find her in fifty years and she'll still be blogging every day, wild-eyed, in a cave someplace. A cave with wifi.

[Tarin]

If you're liking the TM running, just wait until spring when you'll be jonesing to take it outdoors. You will explode with joy. Welcome to your new religion.

[Tarin]

If you're liking the TM running, just wait until spring when you'll be jonesing to take it outdoors. You will explode with joy. Welcome to your new religion.

[emily]

loooooooove the library....free books, free cd's and movies, that's why we pay taxes. And, we get to snuggle with our kids while we read stories? Pure Bliss....

[jennifer Kashak]

I have to say, the donations thing freaked me out. I read this one, and hadn't read the one where you explained the reason for the donations. At first I thought, "Oh no, something must have happened to someone in her family and she needs donations". It is the word "donations" that bothers me. Maybe you could say "Tips", and put a little tip jar icon there?

[Strizz]

Our old library had a kids section with a tent and all kinds of toys. It was awesome because then *I* could read.

[BOSSY]

Reading until you're hoarse. Bossy just noticed that sentence makes no sense out of context.

[DM]

I have been addicted to libraries forever. My mother used to have to work on Saturdays and would drop me off at the Stillwater library, this gigantic 3 story building filled with books! Books that I could touch and dream over and love. I would spend the entire day there completely happy.

At the library in my home town, I would visit every two weeks & usually walk out the door with over 100 books. Which I always managed to read before they were due back. I miss having the freedom to do nothing but read all day if I wanted. Stupid work. Oh, and my work is much like yours. I love deadlines. All my best work is done then, while I scream and whine all the way.

[Spamelot]

I miss Bloomfield, and I can picture the library right now and probably the cafe you went to!

[superblondgirl]

I love the library, too, and I support them quite generously with my vast late fines. We always get too many books and then misplace several, only to have them turn up many weeks later in odd places, such as the trunk of my car or under my son's bed. There's nothing like a rainy afternoon snuggled up with a stack of new library books on their great old leather couch.

[VR]

Alice, thank you, thank you, thank you for writing every day! I just wanted to suggest more posts about Henry and food. What's he aeting now? I'm childless and single woman, I live vicarously through Henry.
xo, Vesna.

[Lynn]

A very funny blogger, you are! If laughter really is the best medicine, I could probably drop my lousy HMO, eh?