2 day pass

it was a weekend that ran the gamut.

it was warm and then cool.

cold and then hot.

i was warm and fuzzy and then out of sorts.

lots of emotions are coming into play this season.

i feel the weight of them.

it's been hard.

but there are always bright spots.

joy moments show themselves even when least expected.

and the usual suspects are almost always present when they do.

for this i am ever grateful.

we ushered in the weekend at a local pizza joint.

it was almost empty so the kids got to belly up close to the counter and watch the magic of a ball of dough becoming a perfect crust.

i was astounded at how quickly they put a dent in the piping hot pie.

and also how much lighter my wallet was after they raided it for quarters.

each 25 cent game of pinball won them a bouncy ball.

it truly is the little things when you are 8, 10 or 11.

t. bone suited up saturday.

it was the perfect day for football.

and also a trip to the farm stand.

the boys came home with a loss.

we girls came home with fresh produce aplenty.

we passed on pumpkins for now, but it took willpower.

i am feeling that strong pull to desummer.

it must wait until we return from our last hooray at the beach.

i will flip the switch only after our vacation. 

t. bone headed to laser tag with friends for a birthday celebration.

coach enjoyed elvis costello in concert with a friend.

me and my girl gussied up to rendezvous with family.

we stopped to see uncle v. for a short visit.

we found him out in his garden.

he's looking good and feeling ok. 

then we went to our favorite italian restaurant for dinner since aunt c. was in town.

we snapped these photos of bit's mozzarella marinara to taunt her brother, but believe me when i say that the real show stoppers were the eggplant, the spedini and the straw and hay.  Mmmm the straw and hay.

the visit with aunt c. was short too.

she is also looking good and feeling ok.

short and ok.

those are the facts that are giving me pause.

i came home and was the first to go to bed.

i was emotionally exhausted and in carb coma.

the kids were soon to join me.

after 9 hours i woke with a clearer head and heart.

also a quiet house, which is always a special sunday morning treat.

these muffins were a tasty indulgence. 

even tigger thought so.
sorry if you eat at my table.

it was a day set aside for chores.

for shoulds instead of coulds.

coach cut and scrubbed.

i cooked and cleaned.

the kids played with friends.

 the end.