A few days ago, I had a rough morning. I won’t recap the whole thing now — there’s an entire post about that — but I found one thing that I apparently need to add to that list. Along with my lunch and closing the refrigerator door, I forgot about my 1,500th post. Which was… Read More 21. fifteen hundred. and a couple more.
I’m a fan of Thanksgiving food in all forms. I love it when Mrs. Crappy suggests having mini-Thanksgiving in the middle of the winter. I wake up in the middle of the night craving turkey and stuffing smothered in gravy. And when fall rolls around, I grab the chance to try some Thanksgiving takeoffs that… Read More 20. practice.
It’s 9:30 p.m., and I’m going to bed as soon as this is posted. That’s a pretty good indication that I am seriously dragging. I felt OK most of the day, but the morning was, without my complete knowledge, was apparently pretty rough. The first real indication that I wasn’t as perky this morning as… Read More 19. mornings are hard.
How you can tell it’s a NaBloPoMo month — we’re only two weeks in, and this is the second Facebook meme I’ve stolen from the blog. I may have bitten off more than I can chew with this one, the *insertnumberhere* Things You Didn’t Know About Me meme. The rules and conventions for this one… Read More 18. about me.
It wasn’t exactly cold today, but we nevertheless indulged in a few of our favorite comfort-food meals.
I have several more substantial posts in the works, but as long as we’re having these incredible nights, I’m going to be spending time outside by the fire ring.
Uncle Crappy 