November is halfway over, and what do I have to show for it? Fifteen blog posts, that’s what.

Two nights ago I kept waking up in a panic: “I didn’t blog today! Oh wait, yes I did! Back to sleep.” Super. Last night I went to bed early-ish to make up for it, and Dane almost woke me because HE was panicked: “You didn’t blog today! [click, click…] Oh wait, yes you did…” But, lo and behold, I am still in the running for German chocolates! And knit baby stuff! And illustrations of bugs! Yee haw. I also have a new nablopomo graphic in the sidebar there. (Thanks, Ryleigh!) Because you never know when you may be burnt to a crisp, and I hear that typing with crispy fingers just plain sucks.

The construction continued today; from the sound of it, they were trying to carve a new external doorway in our playroom using nothing but a hammer. Excellent. One of my kids is especially noise-sensitive and spent the whole day giggling hysterically and running into the walls. I don’t know how that helped, but it was the coping mechanism of choice.

You won’t be too surprised to hear, then, that we jumped at the chance to go babysit a two-year-old who lives a few blocks away. “You want us to come over? Now? Yeah, sure, whatever, as long as THERE ARE NO HAMMERS. I mean, yes, we’d love to come lavish attention on your toddler.” We managed to dally there until the work was done for the day. I’m thinking tomorrow will be spent at the park. Unless it rains. Either way, I’m one step closer to a fabulous and possibly illogical prize, baby.