I managed to not only survive the hosting of Thanksgiving dinner, to pull it off very well to boot. All of the food was ready on time, tasty, and received rave reviews. I feel like I have been initiated into some sort of new level of adulthood.

I have also been reading A Breath of Snow & Ashes by Diana Gabaldon, which accounts for my lack of time for writing. I really need to avoid these 900+ page books, because they tend to interfere with my normal life. Luckily, I am about 100 pages from the end, and then I will be free. The book is very good, and I am enjoying it immensely, but I am having a hard time doing much else.