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The Blur That Is December

November is over (okay, alright, you sticklers, it's been over for two days now), and I shall take today's blog opportunity to recap the month.

Another NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) is in the books, and I wrote another novel.  Every year I try to write in a different genre (Mainstream, Chick Lit (x2), Young Adult) and for 2013, I tried my hand at a murder mystery.  Since I'm not much of a murder mystery reader, it was rather difficult to write.  However, it is done, and I think it came out a little like a Janet Evanovich hybrid or something.  I reckon I ought to begin editing it soon.

It's also time to catch up on my reading as well.  Right now, I am working on A Team of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham Lincoln, and I've got Bram Stoker's Dracula and Shelley's Frankenstein on the list next (I've just recently watched the movie Van Helsing, can you tell?).

Food-wise, the Christmas menu planning is well underway.  For those tuning into to TTOW, BF for the 1st time, our family (and my parents) choose a theme every year for the Christmas Day meal.  We've done this for the last three years, and our themes have included: Mediterranean, Hawaiian, and Cajun.

This year, we're taking a page out of Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol, and recreating the Cratchits' Christmas Eve meal...so far, it's looking like this:

Roast Goose (pheasants if goose cannot be effectively procured)
Mashed Potatoes
Sage and Onion Stuffing
Applesauce
Christmas/Plum Pudding

It's a Tiny Tim Christmas!!  They didn't have much...but after all, they had each other!

God Bless Us Everyone.

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  1. I love the idea of a holiday meal theme! Our theme is typically "carbs," but yours are far more interesting. Can't wait to hear how your Cratchit Christmas turns out.

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