This morning I was driving my husband to work and I said, "You know, people always complain about how sick they are of NaBloPoMo, but I am really enjoying it. I love blogging and it's been really fun to have some pressure to have the motivation to write something every day without spending a lot of time thinking about whether it's blogworthy or not, or whether I said exactly what I wanted to say about it." And it's true, but tonight I am squeezed by grading pressure (not done with midterm #2, not started on their final short assignment) and Thanksgiving pressure, and a wakeful baby who seemed to have a bellyache tonight.
So. I thought about writing a follow-up to my post on Christmas creep (soon!) and I started a post on vanquishing head lice (also soon!) and I wrote a bit more of my post on staying home with young children (maybe soon but I am a little worried about people playing nice) -- but instead you get this placeholder post about how NaBloPoMo is great but I'm really busy right now.
Hm. That's pretty lame. I am trying to think of a quick joke or a fun fact with which I can leave you. Did you know that as many as 98% of elderly people may have parasites living on their faces -- parasites which make such efficient use of their food that they have no excretory openings?
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