Good morning, Everyone. It is crispy cold on Long Island south shore. Warm up with a cup of coffee and me rambling.
If we were having coffee together, I would have to admit that I took on too much. After the conference presentation, last Saturday, I felt so light and ambitious. I thought I had time to focus on other writing projects. In my hubris, I jumped into the NaBloPoMo daily challenge to post on my blog every day for the remainder of November. I could submit to the daily prompt or write my heart’s desire. I lasted four days. Maybe five since I did write a November 15th post but did not post it because I was too tired to edit properly.
I loved the concept of this challenge. It was just too difficult to do on-the-spot posting when my Kindergarten class saps energy, and report cards and education evaluations are due after the Thanksgiving holiday. Also, my house needs a real cleaning rather than a superficial wipe down. One can write on dusty surfaces, and it looks like there are several generations of spiders and their webs hanging in every corner. I have guests coming next week and a Thanksgiving dinner to plan and execute—a task I really love. My dining room is cluttered with notebooks, envelopes, books, and boxes. The shopping list has not been tackled. Then I need to prepare for Christmas—another task I really enjoy.
So, I need to drop out of NaBloPoMo18. Thank you, Hareem Sumbul and Angela Kennedy, for letting me give the NaBloPoMo a try. I will post weekly, and try to get a family story or two written before the year’s end.
If we were having coffee together, I would add that this past week was very busy at school. My Kindergarteners experienced their first field trip to a children’s theater production of The Very Hungry Caterpillar–an Eric Carle classic. The experience was magical. Also, my school celebrated the traditional feast day as a school family. All of the children come together at a common lunch period to enjoy a Thanksgiving meal. School board members and local dignitaries join us for the feast. The festivities include songs of gratitude, essay contest participants, and a Native American pageant starring the K-Kids in paper bag costumes and headbands decorated in Native American writing. The K-Kids performed well, behaved while waiting for cues and were so stinking cute.
If we were having coffee together, I would report that last week was a long weekend in observance of Veterans Day. My sister, Barbara, and her husband, John, visited. We had hoped to get in the last 2018 sail, but Saturday and Sunday’s winds howled relentlessly. It must have blown itself out because on Monday there was barely a breath to fill the sail. We decided to take a ride anyway hoping a light breeze might conjure. It didn’t, but it was a nice to get out on the bay with Barbara and John.
Have a good week, Everyone. Make it great.
Antoinette Truglio Martin is the author of Hug Everyone You Know: A Year of Community, Courage, and Cancer. The memoir is a wimpy patient’s journey through her first year of breast cancer treatment.