I haven't posted much this month.  We are kind in that lull of our school year.  You know the one where you have the groove figured out and you feel as if you are moving along, but nothing real exciting.  We've had some great moments of hilarity and spontanaiety (sp?)  this month as well.  Those are sometimes hard to describe and sometimes best kept between mother and son. 

 I mean do you really want to know that to avoid going over the edge I break into song?  The other day my ds(that's darling with a smirk, today) told me he hates math. He was basically stating that he refused to do math.  Instead of my usual reaction I broke into song.  I came up with an "I hate math" song in several genres, tied it into our composer study, sang about the marriage of music and math and kept going until we were both laughing so hard it hurt.  Seriously, how would I know a waltz was a waltz without math?  What about a 1/2 note? Would it be a partial note? Would a whole note be a circle note or a pie note?  It just wouldn't be right. 

Okay, okay back to my little reality.  What is a nanowrimo?  It is a yearly contest where writers and would be writers compete with themselves.  We strive to reach 50k words in some form of a story between Nov 1 and Nov 30.  I'm currently close to 32k words and going strong.  I've been sucked into this alternate reality I've created with story.  My story has bits of my life throughout it.  Some of the characters and events are based upon real life, just not any of it is real, except the three legged cat (you'll have to wait to see what I mean).  So if you are interested to see what  it's all about, check out nanowrimo.org.  The only real prize is a certificate with your name on it, oh and you get to print it yourself.  You also get the deep satisfaction that goes with delving into undiscovered portions of your brain. You also get a glimpse of what carpal tunnel syndrome might feel like after typing over 3k words in one sitting. 

So I'll be back after November, before if I can slam out the remaining 28k words in the next ten days.  Or if my brain liquifies while trying to type as fast as my thoughts, or if I have to make up songs about anything besides math and music.  Oh, please, I need more coffee.