Black Friday
In all the to-do of the parade, family dinner, and then heading back to my mom's little house in the big woods yesterday, I missed a day of NaBloPoMo blogging. And Isaac would probably yell at me about the following-the-letter-but-not-the-spirit-of-NaBloPoMo-ness of this post, but you know what? Writing is writing, and I've got Thanksgiving II to get to upstairs. Something real tomorrow, probably. Go be thankful …