A Patchwork Day in November

Before the pine trees and HO HO HO  fill up the next month, I thought I needed to document one of the loveliest afternoons I've spent in a while. The light was delicious, the colors stunning and the company enjoyable. A beautiful memory deserves a blog post at least.

But man.... I did a pretty shoddy job on that storyboard.  Each of those photographs could have been their own framed glory. Le sigh. 

I hope to find beauty this winter with the kids, for this is when we are the happiest together. Though I do love our little green and brick house, we tend to get on each other's nerves quickly when cooped up here.  I'm going to have to think outside the box for Christmas vacation. 

I am ALMOST DONE with the writing class!  I've put on my Grad school intensity and gunned through this thing.  I guess there IS a brain in this noggin after all.  I know I've sold myself short, I could have learned a lot more had I done it piece by piece with a reasonable timeline.  I did get a decent-ish short story out of it, about a thousand miniature writing assignments, a nice personal essay and a couple of ridiculous poems (my last assignment is a sonnet (for crying in the rain) and all I can think of to write about is the basement toy room, it's pitiful. Really.)  Oh.  And I'll earn enough CEU's to fill my professional requirement for the year (assuming I pass... keeping my fingers crossed.)

Being a Mom seems to mean that everything else comes first.  I'm not sure what I would have changed... Miss swim meets?  Cancel the few photo session I manage each month?  Skip piano lessons?  Stop taking The Littles to library time? Classroom volunteering?  Dishes?  I guess I could have  given up a few episodes of Grey's Anatomy, I mean, there aren't those steamy-hospital-supply-room-sex-scenes like there used to be, so really... what's the point.  Those were the days. 

Thank you, November, for that lovely day I will not soon forget.  Thanks for being the kind of month that pushes me to finish a procrastinated goal.  And thanks for the extra three pounds on my butt from last week.  Mmm. Mmm.  Those were gooood mashed potatoes.