Every year I swear I will never win Nanowrimo (National Novel Writing Month) and every year I somehow manage to squeak by. This year I have not only won five days before the deadline, but I have a word count of over 60,000 which well exceeds the required 50,000 words. All while having the busiest month of the year. Yes, I rock. I'm a winner!

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My daughter and her hubby made is safely from Germany. Although, when the customs agent in Chicago said to them "welcome home soldiers" my daughter lost it and started crying. We are all relaxing in a very nice condo on the beach now, enjoying being with family. Her hubbys parents were able to drive down from Indy to Maryland as well and are just a couple of buildings down from our condo.


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But did I mention the awesome-ness of your cono being right on the boardwalk? I am talking, amusements, stores, tee shirts, rides, Thrashers french fries, cotton candy, funnel cakes, ocean, fishing, fun, fun, FUN! We are all having a great time and hope this week never ends. How fitting that something so positive should come out of a death. And I have to say this, the Red Cross ROCKS! Give donation to them the next time you are donating to a worthy cause. They had Brooke and Ben on a plane in less than 24 hours after I called them.

Monday was my birthday, right? Of course it was, I wuldn't lie about that even though I tried to ignore it. I get a call on Tuesday. I find out my evil ex husband died on my birthday. Took me two days, but It's confirmed. How weird it that? Who says God doesn't have a sense of humor? He died of congestive heart failure and wasn't found until the day after my birthday.

Since my daughter is on the Army base in Germany I called the Red Cross. The Red Cross got her and Sgt hubby seats on the next military transport to Baltimore. So we are all going to Ocean City MD tomorrow (Friday), including Soldier Boys parents to be with them. My husbands aunt and uncle own a vacation condo on the ocean in Ocean City and are letting us have it for the entire weekend and week. So we are all staying there and having an awesome family reunion. Thank you Army, thank you Red cross, thank you oh mean one for dying, Like my current hubby said said, the ex never did anything good in his life, it's only fitting that something good should come out of his death. What a sad thing. And after 5 wives and 2 kids he died family-less and friend-less. How sad. As evil as he was it's a sad way for anyone to end up. The moral of the story is cherish your family and friends because they may be the ones to have to bury you. What a lesson, wow. You know what this is don't you? It's karma.

I don't know why I feel like a 20 pound brick has been lifted off my shoulders.

You know your birthday is going to suck when you are awakened at four am not by birthday greetings, but by your husband saying “You might want to get up, someone just stole the car out of the driveway.” Life gets a little better when you find out it is actually your oldest sons 2007 mustang. But then it goes downhill again when you realize the car loan is in your name too. And that was just the high points of the day. Can I just go back to bed and start this day over? Better yet, how about we merely outlaw birthday and never have another one?

This blog is temporarily interrupted due to the flu. No, wait. I had a flu shot just a month ago. So this horrible, gut wrenching, snot slinging, lung hacking, achy breaky, pleasure cruise I’ve been on for the last seven days must just be merely death. Good to know.

Who is this scary looking child and what has she done with my granddaughter? EEK!!!! Last night this little goblin appeared at my door pretending to be my sweet little granddaughter. Pierced lip, multiple ear piercings? Black lipstick? Dyed black hair with pink streaks? Oh no! Gothic zombies got hold of my granddaughter and turned her into one of them. YEEEEEEEKKKKKk…… Of course, I have been known to have pink streaks in my hair too, but that’s a secret.



Last night was also my long awaited TAPS Live show. Yes, the ghost hunters were on my television for seven hours of live ghost chasing. It turned out to be seven hours of bad video feeds, missed cues and plain boring-ness. And if that isn’t a word, it is now!

The highlight of my Halloween, other than the gothic zombie at my door, was going to the movies yesterday morning. The hubster and I went to see Zack and Miri do a Porno. It was just so-so. Wait until it comes out on video. Since we arrived early at the theater, we went into The Secret Life of Bees for 20 minutes before our movie started. There was a chatty elderly couple in there. By the way, The Secret Life of Bees was really good for the 20 minutes of it that I saw. I am going to see the whole thing sometime next week I think. When our movie was over I was amused to see the chatty elderly couple talking (loudly) to the manager. She was ranting and raving because another elderly woman had asked her to be quiet during the movie. She was yelling “I come here every Friday morning and I see that woman in here every Friday morning too. My talking never bothered her before. I paid my money and if I want to talk during the movie I can talk during the movie and she don’t have no “bidness” telling me what to do. Who do she think she is? I come here every Friday you know.” It was pretty funny.