La Vie En Rose for 2004 November 21

"Owl, you're just confusing things," I said. "This is the day after Tuesday and it's not Thirds--I mean, Thursday."
"Then what is it?" asked Owl.
"It's Today!" squeaked Piglet.
"My favorite day," said Pooh.

Another thing I would like for my stocking is some nice panyhose for work, like the kind you buy at Victoria's Secret or a department store, and not Vons.

I've decided to stop typing my novel as I go along, and I think this will be removing a major hinderance. I've figured out that each composition book page I write is about 200 words, so all I have to do is write about 200 more pages and I'll be all set! Then when it gets to be december I can go back and type and edit as I go, instead of the frantic typing I do now where I don't even spell-check. I know I could say myself a lot of trouble by just writing it one the computer, but for some reason it just comes out better on paper.

Mom made some homeade macoroni and cheese. Yum.