Saying goodbye to fall, and slowly ushering in winter. One iPhone pic at a time.
A night after an all day work meeting when I all I really wanted to do was have a martini, but instead had a photo taking session with a lovely teenager.
Bread baking with Momma Debi on a slow coffee Sunday morning. Bliss.
Firecracker is a beauty. And I like to wear the same bows as her.
When arriving home before dark is rare, it is completely relished.
Coffee at night. I recommend. I refer to it as smart forward thinking for morning.
Salsa from the garden which Momma D. and Sil so kindly shared. Yes please.
Friday morning sludge maker with kitchen pocket doors closed for politeness.
Not only do I wear floral under a sports shirt, I also keep my name tag on for the entire errand running time.
Striped pants, homemade pizza, and wine on a night before four days off of work. Need I say more?
Trying out the new binoculars and keeping Tootsie from licking my face.
Before dawn Sunday morning movies with a fire are officially my favorite. Between the hours of 5 and 7 on Sunday mornings is the about the only time I can actually sit and watch a full movie. It's over before the sun comes up and it feels like cheating time and I freaking love it.
She does penny tricks while waiting on brunch just to drive me to the brink of insanity. Because I'm really really great at not figuring things out quickly.
While these two played checkers to avoid the insanity.
And this one. I have no words for her pre-brunch activities, other than...I die from the cuteness.
Walmart in other towns is actually do able. Walmart here? Never.
Certain things bring back certain memories every single time. Unsweetened iced tea from the Shoppette will forever be Lisa and our long after school fourth grade planning meetings.
Juggling jobs means some Saturday mornings are spent meeting with folks. I'm okay with it. Most of the time. I know one day I'll be those retired people in the background and look back on these days and smile.
I broke out deer and snowflake leggings and I don't ever want to go back to wearing anything else.
Color coding grade levels is my jam.
Morning light is also my jam. My favorite.
Red and green. It started to happen a bit early. Even though I promised it wouldn't. I needed to have a dishrag ready though, right?
Sister Pister and I spent a lovely vacation Monday morning creating warmers for our coffee mugs using Grandma Gladys' yarn and buttons. I love the notion we can have coffee together even when we are five hours apart.