As you may have noticed, I haven’t posted a single thing here in, uh, quite some time. Please excuse the dust. I don’t know what it is, really. I frequently think about how I want to post something – share some stories, toss up some photos, create reminders for myself of things I’ve done – and then it just fizzles out. By the time I get home from work, do the evening routine, make lunches, shower, do some yoga, and sit down I find I’m a little too brain dead and fried to put anything together. Instead I watch TV while reading other blogs and then wake up the next day thinking about how I really should post something dammit.
(And no, I can’t see posting in the morning. I get up at 7 am as it is, there’s no way I’m going to convince myself to get up earlier than that, trust me.)
I think it’s really become nothing more than a habit for me to not write. It’s just as possible for me to swing that the other way and make a habit out of writing again too. Luckily I have NaBloPoMo to help that along.
If you’ve been around the blogging world for awhile you may recognize the term but if not then NaBloPoMo is National Blog Posting Month. That essentially means that I’ll be posting here once a day for the entire month of November. I know, it’s extremely exciting. For anyone dropping by my blog for the first time via the NaBloPoMo site, the basic nutshell of who I am can be summed up as such:
I’m Sherry, I’m married to George (we’ve been together for 13+ years but only got officially married this summer), and we have two kids. We lived in the Montreal area for years but in 2011 we packed up and headed for Halifax, Nova Scotia. While there were some rough bumps after moving (we missed our friends and family a lot), we’ve settled in quite nicely now and I’m very happy to live here. I work at my day job but when I’m off the clock it’s not unusual to see me doing weird yoga poses, meditating, or walking around with a camera in front of my face. That’s pretty much it, the rest of the details just spill out in time.
Now that that’s all out of the way, last night we went trick or treating in some very weird weather. It was warmer than most years, hitting roughly 16 or 17 degrees Celsius but we were getting some of the remnants from Hurricane Sandy (but nothing at all when you look at what Sandy did below the border) so there was a mix of overcast skies, light drizzle, and heavier rain.
Still, we sucked it up to take the kids out. Hayley went as a vampire and Breanna was Frankiestein from Monster High.
George took them out around 5:30 and then I met up with them once I got home from work an hour later. They only did five streets but seeing as how most of the houses are lit up and passing out treats, they ended up with an insane amount of candy and whatnot.
I’ve been doing my part to help them out by eating my way through the mini bags of chips (another note to new readers: I am a chip fanatic. I will choose chips over chocolate any day.) so they aren’t too overwhelmed. It’s a tough job but I’m willing to do it anyway.
Since I’m a Halloween fan – and that’s an understatement – I made sure I dressed up at work too, and then I wore it for the trick or treating. Weeks ago I saw a pair of Halloween eyelashes at the store and I was so infatuated with them that I created my whole costume around them. They were black and green, very long, and totally ridiculous, so naturally I loved them. I dressed in black, popped them in place, added a green witch hat, a black cape, and some green and black gloves and turned myself into a bitch. I mean a witch.
It was a good Halloween, rain aside. Now, to ignore the Christmas crap in the stores for at least the next 30 days!