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Day 1 of 1

The first year I heard about NaNoWriMo (2003? 04?), I bought a cute little logo T-shirt on Day 1 and then spent the other twenty-nine days spouting off about how completely stupid it was that of all the months to hold the event, the organizers picked the one that comes with a nondenominational, all-access, federally recognized four-day weekend that, for a great many people, involves lots of travel and lots of family and hopefully a large-scale tryptophian hangover. Who wants to sit in front of a computer when there's gravy in the house? Not me!

Why can't NaNoWriMo be in August? There's no gravy in August.

So, no, I will not be participating in NaNoWriMo this year, nor will will I join the ranks of NaBloPoMoers, as I did last year. Perhaps I will be a loser maverick and post every day for the month of...April (provided my Arbor Day celebration doesn't get out of hand), but November is just not an option this year. I just counted up how many days I'll be out of town over the course of this month's thirty days, and guess how many? Guess!

Fifteen.
Fifteen!
Fifteen.

That's, like, almost half, isn't it? *hair twirl*

We leave for Salt Lake tonight (Simon is excited to wear his winter coat again), and although we won't be greeted at the airport with a boatload of gravy, there will be a lot of travel and family to keep me away from the calming clack of the keyboard. My grandparents' anniversary party is being held in my aunt's new McMansion built out in the middle of nowhere (cheaper than buying seven individual bubbles in which to shield her children from the satanic media?), and something tells me that even if I dared, I wouldn't be able to access my own website on their computers, what with all my recent talk of cervical mucus and balls. See, in their home, babies come from Heaven via the Stork, on schedule, every fifteen months, and who am I to tell them they're wrong? After all, every pregnancy is different: some come from sex and others come from magic.

Happy blogging and blog reading, everybody. If anyone wants to volunteer to write November synopses of my sixty favorite blogs, to help me stay in the loop, let me know and I'll send you a list and a fat gold star.