Oh November rolls to a close.
The holidays no matter how you feel about them are here. Thanksgiving came and went and I was thankful that it was over. My Thanksgiving the way I want to celebrate it was Saturday, a day with family and good food, and hockey. Ah, that was the holiday. Turkey day... not so much, it was insanity, and emotional!
Still, the Holiday cards are in at work, the Christmas tree is up, the dreidels are out and my menorah quest is on yet again.
The air has finally started to crisp. This has been an amazingly mild fall. Rainy, yes, but warm.
Nanowrimo was a colossal failure, unless of course, I can write a novel between now and the start of the hockey game... I don't have high hopes.
So we look forward to December and the challenge to "Blog Every Day December" perhaps I'll stick to this one. I'll have enough to talk about, and maybe just maybe I'll want to remember this December for something...
Lyric for the day:
Free- Sherwood
Something's wrong, wrapped up in mourning for far too long.
Sunken eyes tracing the pavement and crooked lines
Paint us with crosses and sleepless nights,
In hope to be free.
We just want to be free.
Oh to be free.
Who's gonna set us free?
Over grown, all our mistakes are the seeds we've sown.
Is it time? I saw the stones rolling back their eyes,
holding their breath until they see the light.
In hope to be free.
They just want to be free.
We just want to be free.
Who's gonna set us free?
With our golden hair in silence sway,
We'll be home when brother finds his way.
