November is here. Probably the least appreciated month of the year, what with the dwindling daylight, the prospect of elections, somber Veteran’s Day, and that dutiful holiday called Thanksgiving. Don’t the calendar makers realize that every month should be fun fun FUN? Why are they keeping us from jumping straight from Halloween’s excesses to Christmas’ excesses?
Not convinced? Okay, here are some of the things we’re supposed to celebrate in November:
British Appreciation Month
Good Nutrition Month
National Alzheimer’s Disease Month
National Stamp Collecting Month
Religion and Philosophy Books Month
Peanut Butter Lover’s Month.
This dreary parade cannot even be saved by National Fig Week, which we are enjoying right now.
But I’m not letting it get me down. One reason is, I’m practically finished with the manuscript for my new book, which will eliminate a lot of tension around the house, at least until the weeks before publication in March. My editor and I have even agreed to a title, which is a long, boring story about which I may post sometime.
Another reason is, our TIVO is finally back and running, along with our DSL modem, cell phones, and dishwasher. Can you dispute the existence of gremlins at this time of year?
So it’s a good time to revisit my New Year’s resolutions and finally toe the line. One of those resolutions was, blog every day. This can still be accomplished, since I never designated a starting date. November 1 is as good a date as any, I guess.
Besides, Nov. 1 is also the birthday of the hydrogen bomb (1952) and the brassiere (1914).
I’ve just found a month not yet associated with any commemorations: Undecimber. Of course it’s the creation of caffeine-crazed Java developers but, still, it’s wide open.
What about Nonvember? Has a nice ring to it.