I don't even know what to blog about anymore.

I don't know if it's this way for everyone, but whenever I don't blog for a while and then I want to, it's like this huge effort. Like some huge hill I have to get over before I can get to the coasting part. Nothing I come up with to say seems right when it's been a long time since the last time I wrote. That's why I end up with random stuff posts separated with weeks of nothing.

November totally slipped away from me. It's almost completely over, but my brain is still stuck somewhere back on the 1st or 2nd. I keep telling myself that December is right around the corner, but I think I am a filthy liar. I must be. But it's getting cold.

We went to my mother's (a couple hours north of Vegas) for Thanksgiving and there was snow. Not much, but some, and my bottle of water froze in the van while we slept.

Last weekend, I took Saren on a mother/daughter date to see the new Harry Potter movie. We both liked it a lot and felt redeemed from our last theatrical Harry Potter experience and I think we both would have been perfectly to happy to sit in that movie theater for 5 hours to see the whole story. Even though I really really had to pee at the end of this one. That's what intermissions are for! I don't want to wait! That's so irritating.