Not an ungood month, by any stretch of the imagination.
Began it by finishing up an Arthur C. Clarke anthology of
fun SF short stories. Revisited JFK via
Stephen King (major nostalgia factors for both). Polished off a trio of classics (Jekyll and Hyde, Billy Budd, All Quiet on the
Western Front). Did some pro-Church
research on the Crusades by reading a book on the subject and skimming two
others.
Family-wise, the girls finished their soccer seasons on high
notes with strong finishes for final games.
Patch a future potential warrior on offense; Little One solidifying her
status as a clutch goalie. The latter
also began basketball practices – and I mean, rigorous, hard-core practices –
by being the least yelled-at by her coaches, and the town team began the season
with a 1-2 record in the local county tournament, though they could very well
have finished 2-1.
There was the whole to-do with the election, the
Thanksgiving holiday, lots of politics in the news re: amnesty, the Ferguson
verdict, blah blah blah. Me and Little
One served once at our parish, there was a beautiful ceremony for one of the
priest’s fortieth anniversary. There was
also the death of Squeak, beloved hamster and family member since Christmas
2013. And, of course, lots of snow
between lots of leaf raking.
December looks to be shaping up pretty well for us. We’ll see; I need to wait a week or so for a
post explaining possible developments.
But I’m optimistic, which in itself is saying something, especially if you
recall some of my posts from earlier in the month.
Anyway – see ya, November!
