Three-Hundred Sixty-Five Days of Little & Happy

Day 92 - September 30

A Sunday drive over the Alpine Loop in autumn. It's more than a tradition--it might be a law.

Day 91 - September 29

We're about a week past peak, but the weather is just fine. Perfect for a trip up to Tibble to poke around and get wet.

Day 90 - September 28

More good mail. I've started collecting fabric and patterns for the season opposite the one I'm currently in. It's the sign of a true forward-thinking quilter. Or a sale shopper. Or a hoarder.

For the next week, this stack will sit on my desk, where I will pet it and refold it and re-order it dozens of times. Then it will be lovingly washed by hand and tossed in the dryer, before being ironed and stacked and petted some more. And then it will be hacked to bits and turned into into a handful of boy and baby quilts and blankets.

Day 89 - September 27

Jack: "Mom, look! Look over there! It's one of those super-old antique cars, Mom. Wow!"

And then I died, because I'm even older than the super-old antique. What does that make me? A relic? An artifact? Petrified? Take your pick--they all work.

Day 88 - September 26

Craig introduced the boys to BattleStar Gallactica and they LOVE it. Bizarrely, I do not. So while Craig was out of town, I introduced them to one of my old favorites. And they love it, too. Granted not as much as BattleStar--I think it's the lack of laser battles had in Mayberry, which has always been a problem for this series. But then there was only one season of the Gallactica and we've got eight seasons of Andy & Barney & Opie & Bea. Eight seasons! Hoo-wee, I'm sure to win them in the end.

Day 87 - September 25

Last day of Ian's soccer and the first day of Jack's flag football. Ian needed a little boost and quick rundown of what was going on from his big brother on the sidelines.

Day 86 - September 24

We only ever buy our pumpkins from The Pumpkin Man on 1600 North. His are the best and crazy cheap, "as pumpkins should be," he says.

And peaches from a roadside. I've never bought peaches before--I've always been kept in peaches by my father-in-law. But this year his dying tree only put off a dozen or so. And I couldn't live without some big, fat fresh peaches. So these came home with me. They are currently sitting in my mudroom, smelling the place up, nice and fresh. And whispering something about a pie.

Day 85 - September 23

Temple Dedication Sunday. After hitting the first session with Jack, we took on nearly 50 of the neighborhood kids at the church, for singing, snacks and our very own temple building.

Day 84 - September 22

Decorating sugar cookies . . . a fall classic.

Day 83 - September 21

It's been a few years and my glasses show the wear--time for new ones. So what do you think? A little Holly Golightly perhaps, but that's not a bad thing.