There is signs of the white stuff coming at us all around… you know what I am talking about… 4 lettered word, cold to the touch, will keep Snoop house bound for months on end. Yes, it is true; he will not go outside if the ground is white. He is a heat hog, and boy does he like to make a point of it, cuddling close under the feather blanket at night and causing me to break out in a sweat. I am the type to open the windows until it gets too cold; he is the type to close the window to keep all the heat he can inside. I tease my little bro they are much the same that way, because little bro likes to crank up the thermostat when he comes home.

I have almost caught up with work on this year’s things. Yes, I am pushing it… LOL. I am over the half way mark on FTK&EE. I am going to make the pie dough and freeze it today (if Pillsbury can do it, so can I). Besides, it worked last year, so it should work again… Right? It is cold enough to make pot barley soup, that is a minor impediment and should keep me in that type of soup for a couple months after… yes, I know, I don’t know when to quit. I also am going to pre-make lasagna and freeze several containers of that (Sunday) I will make the carrot pie filling and freeze that. Oh yes, cranberry sauce, that will be a cinch.

Sometime, this upcoming week I am going to have to park myself in a chair and write up the synopsis for the three books I have coming out next year that I haven’t put up on Good reads yet. Am I all that excited about doing this? Let me think about it for a moment…. Nope. And no, I didn’t need a moment to think about it. Integration is beginning to take shape in my mind, not that I don’t know what I am going to do with it. I have the outline in my brain. Not sure if I have told anyone else much about it yet though…. Definitely time to write a synopsis, or two, or three. Sigh. I hate doing them, I always want to change them, and usually do.

Come to think of it, next week is a long weekend for us… Thanksgiving. Time to baste the turkey, unfortunately they don’t raise turkeys for one, yes, it is true this year I am on my own. Not that I am going to loose sleep over it. Snoop will cuddle in closer, and purr, and the world will turn as I write another chapter on something. I will probably get invited out, or someone will show up at the door as usual, so I am not going to worry about it.

I have something new in the works in my swag, and when it is complete I will let people know what it is, until then, I will let you think about it. I love to get people involved and there is no way better than to let them use their imagination. So… that said… I will leave you until next week… have a good one. Snoop is screaming from the bed and it is time to go stuff a sock down his throat… (as if)… rolling eyes. Could you do it? I am just a sucker for punishment… he has put me up for marshmallow of the year. Grabbing pen and paper, and leaving computer room. Oh yes, and Snoop.