Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Yes, I am very thankful, for so many wonderful things in my life. It helps to have this day in November, one the craziest and busiest work months for me, to pause and think about what’s right.
In addition to being thankful, I’m also hungry. I’m excited to eat some of my favorite foods. No Nouveau Cuisine for us. I like the classics. Turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, green bean casserole, and both kinds of cranberries.
What is your favorite holiday food?
I was thinking today about how much I am motivated and inspired by reading about and watching videos about writers and teachers. After reading an article about a revolutionary and hard-working teacher that I am assigning for class today, I was inspired enough that I plowed through an enormous stack of grading.
Sometimes, I get inspiration in unexpected places. An episode of Mad Men might inspire a lesson for my class the next day (on messages in the media, not adultery, lol). A movie might inspire me to write a novel. Inspiration is a tricky thing. I am usually not inspired so much by specific ideas as I am by excellence itself. Seeing a great movie makes me want to tell a great story, even if I’m using a different medium.
Where do you turn to for inspiration, and what inspires you?
Nothing says “Perfect Halloween” like making costumes, eating too much candy, and throwing a temper tantrum.
Darin and Oscar had a good time, too.
We went as the main voting demographic of the current election:
That’s right, mindless, flesh-eating undead monsters.
Who eat babies…
Oscar enjoyed another long-held tradition of politics, going door-to-door and taking food out of people’s mouths.
Look at how he panders to the cameras.
Overall, we had a wonderful time, and taught Oscar a lot about family values.
The most important value in this family being, Mama gets all the candy.
I love that having kids is like experiencing a second childhood. For years we never celebrated Halloween except to hoard cheap candy to tide us over until Christmas.
Now we can experience the joy of dressing up, carving pumpkins, and having an excuse to watch “It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.”
Finally, in a few days we can all experience the joy of the fact that in less than 48 hours we will no longer have to watch political commercials, pulls ugly fliers our of our mail, or deal with robot phone calls. I’d rather get Zombie phone calls any day.
Zombies don’t talk, but they sure are cute.
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