My Cardboard Balcony

A lot of things are open-ended now about my life. My first semester of credential classes is almost over. I will be taking a leave of absence from my university for the spring in order to focus on work and rebuilding my savings account. Whether or not I will manage to get a second job is up in the air. I am continually talking about my future wedding, which Arden and I are scheduling for the year 2016 (so we have a lot of time). And all of this being on my mind the day after Thanksgiving, and heading right into the Christmas season, one of my admittedly favorite times of the year. A lot of things have changed for the better for me this year. My store has a better manager. I'm engaged to the love of my life. My sister has found someone who appreciates her for who she is. My family, while going through tough times, remains resilient and loving. Financially, we're scraping by. Artistically, I'm going okay. NaNoWriMo is always a welcome opportunity for me to write, and being

The Fall of General Gobbles by Belinda Roddie To no one's surprise, the turkey revolution did not work.

"Quite the bargain you got, Billy," Linda said with a whistle, as Billy dropped bag upon bag of shopping onto the couch. "Yep," he said with a bucktoothed grin. "And I only had to punch one kid and ram my cart into one old lady to get our new TV!" "Oh, good!" cried Linda. "That's an improvement. Last time, it was three old ladies. I was not thrilled when the police came to our door last Black Friday."