Robin has posted twice this week! I wish she'd make it part of her daily or weekly routine.

A Thanksgiving Prayer
* We return thanks to our mother, the earth, which sustains us.
* We return thanks to the rivers and streams, which supply us with water.
* We return thanks to all herbs, which furnish medicines for the cure of our diseases.
* We return thanks to the moon and stars, which have given to us their light when the sun was gone.
* We return thanks to the sun, that has looked upon the earth with a beneficent eye.
* Lastly, we return thanks to the Great Spirit, in Whom is embodied all goodness, and Who directs all things for the good of Her children.
~Iroquois

When preparing the ham to bake for our Thanksgiving dinner, I carefully placed the pineapple slices on top of the ham. I then added a brown sugar glaze to it. To secure the pineapple slices, I usually use toothpicks. But today I was out of them and remembered the tip my son told me about years ago of using dried spaghetti noodles for a toothpick in baking. I broke up a few and speared the pineapple slices onto the big ol' ham and it worked just fine.

That's how it began today.

It never takes long to start thinking about my first born son each day. A long story, but simply put, our relationship is now estranged. I was sadly in the throes of drug addiction, 21 years old and we sort of raised each other.

But today is the day to count your blessings and be thankful. I'm thankful for my son, my daughter, my husband, my sister, my Mother, my friends and extended family, and for those who've gone on before me. And I take your love to the center of my heart. Namaste.

Well, the NaNo is a bust. I just can't get into it at all. I don't have the heart to write. I just don't and that's essential. I started the project with no earthly idea what I was going to write about. None whatsoever. I waited on inspiration that never came and is still so far behind I may never see it again. I cried for 6 days after the election and then the war in Iraq escalated. War just really leaves me undone. My fragile head doesn't need much more to load it up. With menopause and the reality of an empty nest before long, I'm just frazzed. I'm always the strong one and it's been hard to see myself feeling so defenseless against the world. What would I do without you online guys? You have no idea how much I cherish your support. xoxo Now, I have GOT to get my ass in gear and visit with you. Skyler went to Atlanta today to see Cradle Of Filth, how's that for a Metal band name? She'll be back tomorrow, so I have some online time. Smoochies...

Rant-O-Ram-A
I found an old program I had called "Note Tab Light" that will count my words for me as I type. NaNoWriMo's a little frustrating in that it appears to be set up for return NaNo'ers. Newbies are a little lost, I'd think. If they go to so much trouble to set up the darn thing, what help do they give you? We should be able to go THERE and type our pseudo novel. Not waste hours and hours finding something to count the words. It's like, OK. We've got this excellent idea. All you have to do is everything and when you're through, come back and tell us all about it. When you do, our automatic bot thingy will count your words and send you an automatic thank you and then we're through with you. And, by the way, we could use some money to run this top shelf project.

Now. I feel better. I think I may have a moment or two while hubby's out of the house to try and work more on my little book! =)