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Today are all the big scary sales. I am not participating, because a) I have no one to watch Charlie, so what's the point and b)aaah! Crowds!

Just sometimes I feel I may be missing something. The adrenaline! the excitement! The half off! meh, whatever.

Thanksgiving went very well. I'm sure I've mentioned how my parents and my husband don't get along, and by 'don't get along' I mean 'hate each other'. Over the years I basically stopped having my husband and family in the same place, because I personally couldn't stand the tension. This meant that the majority of Thanksgivings we spent with my in-laws, and I would do Christmas Eve with my family, sans husband, and we would do Christmas day with his family because I get along wonderfully with my in laws. Even though they are serious Bush supporters

But yesterday we spent Thanksgiving at my sister's house, not relevant why. She lives just a few minutes away, so I have to admit the not travelling thing was nice. My parents and my sister's parents in-law were there. I was very worried that it was going to be another tension filled day for me, butto my emmense relief, it wasn't.

I did have to snap at my husband and make him stop sitting in the dark living room and go down to the family room where the other people were, (act like a grown-up, I told him) but after that, he did okay. Talked football and sports with my dad and the other people and then, much to my amazement, he and my mother had a very long civilized conversation about his work.

So, phew.

Not that I think they are all going to be new best friends or anything, but it is nice to know they can manage a few hours in the same room without making me want to drink myself into oblivion.

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Good morning

Today are all the big scary sales. I am not participating, because a) I have no one to watch Charlie, so what's the point and b)aaah! Crowds!

Just sometimes I feel I may be missing something. The adrenaline! the excitement! The half off! meh, whatever.

Thanksgiving went very well. I'm sure I've mentioned how my parents and my husband don't get along, and by 'don't get along' I mean 'hate each other'. Over the years I basically stopped having my husband and family in the same place, because I personally couldn't stand the tension. This meant that the majority of Thanksgivings we spent with my in-laws, and I would do Christmas Eve with my family, sans husband, and we would do Christmas day with his family because I get along wonderfully with my in laws. Even though they are serious Bush supporters

But yesterday we spent Thanksgiving at my sister's house, not relevant why. She lives just a few minutes away, so I have to admit the not travelling thing was nice. My parents and my sister's parents in-law were there. I was very worried that it was going to be another tension filled day for me, butto my emmense relief, it wasn't.

I did have to snap at my husband and make him stop sitting in the dark living room and go down to the family room where the other people were, (act like a grown-up, I told him) but after that, he did okay. Talked football and sports with my dad and the other people and then, much to my amazement, he and my mother had a very long civilized conversation about his work.

So, phew.

Not that I think they are all going to be new best friends or anything, but it is nice to know they can manage a few hours in the same room without making me want to drink myself into oblivion.

( couple of photos )

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I'm at 39,285 words and I feel like I've hit a wall. I think I'm trying too hard to get to 40,000 tonight. It's frustrating, though. I'm writing like mad, and think I've gotten further than I did.

So, we went to look at dogs today, but my husband is pretty vehement about not getting one. Charlie had such fun, though.

The first dog he 'picked' was this really big Great Pyrenees Cute as anything, but way too high maintenance for me. Much grooming would be necessary. She was really cute, though.

However, the dog Charlie really fell for was Aimee.

At first, when she was out in the yard, she was too busy sniffing around and running around and barking happily at the other dogs to pay attention to Charlie, but he persevered, and eventually he was rewarded. He was sitting on this bench and she jumped on the bench next to him, licked his face, then jumped off. Pretty soon they were running up and down the yard together. There was this moment as I watched them that I couldn't help but think, 'There, this is it. The bonding moment.' Charlie was laughing and the dog was looking up at him, and it was a nice moment.

After we left, I called the husband and handed the phone to Charlie and he said, "We adopted Aimee." I had to assure him we didn't. We were just dreaming.

She's so sweet though. Sigh.

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I'm at 39,285 words and I feel like I've hit a wall. I think I'm trying too hard to get to 40,000 tonight. It's frustrating, though. I'm writing like mad, and think I've gotten further than I did.

So, we went to look at dogs today, but my husband is pretty vehement about not getting one. Charlie had such fun, though.

The first dog he 'picked' was this really big Great Pyrenees Cute as anything, but way too high maintenance for me. Much grooming would be necessary. She was really cute, though.

However, the dog Charlie really fell for was Aimee.

At first, when she was out in the yard, she was too busy sniffing around and running around and barking happily at the other dogs to pay attention to Charlie, but he persevered, and eventually he was rewarded. He was sitting on this bench and she jumped on the bench next to him, licked his face, then jumped off. Pretty soon they were running up and down the yard together. There was this moment as I watched them that I couldn't help but think, 'There, this is it. The bonding moment.' Charlie was laughing and the dog was looking up at him, and it was a nice moment.

After we left, I called the husband and handed the phone to Charlie and he said, "We adopted Aimee." I had to assure him we didn't. We were just dreaming.

She's so sweet though. Sigh.