I am determined to complete NaBloPoMo this year. Last year I failed, largely due to the fact that I poured a cup of coffee onto my laptop and fried it to bits so that I couldn't post. This year I hope I will have no such excuses. That being said, it is late, I am tired, and I have nothing to say. Plus, my littlest boy has just come in to snuggle for a bit, which makes it hard to type. He brought me one of his lesser stuffed animals, which he says I may keep for a really long time--probably a week or so. I'll be going now.