I've been lazy

Ok, maybe not 'lazy'. I've been BUSY.

November brought about Thanksgiving. And, while many people tend to sit around a gluttonous feast and praise an imaginary being for their wealth, health, and giant bird, I decided to host a Thanksgiving dinner at the Secular Hub. We had a great turn-out. One that I think will carry over to the following years and become a tradition at the Hub. Hopefully. There were so many people who literally had no where else to go. One woman came up to me afterward and thanked me to hosting as she was just going to be home alone as she had been doing every year for the last 15 years.

December brought all sorts of parties and activities. The Hub celebrated Festivus. (Aluminum pole, feats of strength, and airing of grievances and all) They also had a Winter Solstice party. It may not have been as large and as eventful as the one from last year but I think that it was still a very enjoyable time.

I went home to Florida to visit with family. My very religious sister may have pointed out my flaws rather harshly a few times but, it wasn't anything that surprised me. Apparently, I curse like a sailor, I hold grudges against my cousin's husband who tried to sleep with me, and I almost let it slip in front of her precious son that there are people who don't believe in his personal savior. Heaven forbid... But, no one made me go to church, so that's a plus. Plus, no matter what, I enjoy spending time with my family. They love me as the heathen I am and I love them for the bible-thumpers they are.

January...I have no excuse for January. I was just lazy. My mother purchased tickets for me to go to a comedy show for a comedian that I adore. (FLUFFY!!) My boyfriend took me to see Neil deGrasse Tyson. (Who made me laugh harder than the comedian and cry more than once, BTW) There may have been a girls night and few parties for the new year mixed in there as well. But no real excuse for not writing here.

But, I have been writing. I finished the first chapter to my book. I've never been so proud of something. I've never been so terrified of something. My goal had been to finish a chapter every month this year but, the more I look into what needs to be written the more I discover that the research alone is going to take up so much time. Time I'm not sure I have on a month-to-month basis.

I'm attempting to write on something I know very much about (community) from perspectives I don't know very well. I'm hoping the more  experiences I have, the more I learn, the more people I talk to, the easier this will get. Here's hoping I can finish this book this year. That, for now, is my only New Year's Resolution, my only major goal...and the thing that will either make my year or kill me.