FOR TODAY October 31, 2011
Outside my window… sunny.
I am thinking… that I need to head to CVS at some point to get a postcard to send to Russia for Postcrossing.
I am thankful… for my weekend with my parents. Mom and I watched Game 7 of the World Series on Friday night (an unusual bonding activity since neither of my parents are sports fans), we went to a pumpkin patch on Saturday, we got Daniel some cool new shoes, and we went to the local playground on Sunday. Oh yes… there was also the NCIS marathon on USA on Saturday. (We don’t have cable or satellite so it was a treat to be able to watch it.)
From the learning rooms… a good session with Daniel’s child development person today.
In the kitchen… tuna that my dad put together for me this weekend. (He makes the best tuna EVER.)
I am wearing… black shirt and Jon’s Left Behind shorts. (My standard “around the house” clothes.)
I am creating… NaNo stuff and the super-secret crocheting project.
I am going… to carve up some pumpkins today.
I am wondering… what to dress as when I take Daniel trick-or-treating tonight.
I am reading… Shirt of Flame by Heather King. It’s amazing — I just have to read each chapter in its entirety.
I am hoping… I can hit 50K words in November for NaNo.
I am looking forward to… trick-or-treating tonight.
I am hearing… Daniel rearranging stuff in the living room and Catholic Weekend on iTunes. (Why yes… I’m Lutheran and I listen to Catholic podcasts.)
Around the house… vacuuming that I need to do.
I am pondering… many things in my heart.
One of my favorite things… Almond Joy candy bars. I’ve got two bags of the mini ones on top of the fridge that I’m trying not to eat. So far I’ve succeeded.
A few plans for the rest of the week… trick-or-treating tonight, therapies this week, and Ladies’ Night Out on Wednesday.
Here is picture for thought I am sharing… My parents’ grey cat Homer somehow sustained a gaping wound to his right front leg that took forever to find. They had to sedate him to stitch him up and the poor grey Pooh Bear has to wear an Elizabethan collar until his stitches come out in a week and a half. He decided that he would take up residence under their bed so every few hours, I would extract him and brush him before escorting him to the garage for his commode. The love paid off — he was Mr. Tummy for me on Saturday night (and he is the best tummy ever) and he was actually out and social on Sunday.
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