My husband is working on his Movember moustache as well. I sometimes wish I could let my moustache grow for a good cause and then be able to keep it for as long as I want. Can't be as difficult as trying to write 50,000 words in one month. Can it?
But alas this is me jumping up and down to keep the circulation going in my legs and pretending that I am using a pencil and a piece of paper so I don't get carpal tunnel syndrome.
November has never been my favourite month even though it is my birth month so toiling away writing about murder and mayhem may be an antidote to the November blahs. Here's to my NaNoBlahMo
You go girl! I am finding hair everywhere and am greatly relieved Barry is not growing a moustache - his are not good!
ReplyDeleteThanks WMM made it past the halfway mark today!!!
ReplyDeleteWell, Happy Birthday! And you made it past the halfway mark with your writing! That is excellent! This writing thing is HARD work.
ReplyDeleteI couldn't grow a moustache...yet. But I could grow quite the beard. Getting old is so fun. Happy Birthday!
ReplyDeleteAin't it the truth. Thanks
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