We had a great, Vermont-filled weekend. My brother and his girlfriend came up from Brooklyn, and we visited the Farmers’ Market on Saturday and then headed to the apple orchard. The apples actually weren’t quite ready to be picked, but we walked amidst the trees and fresh air and quiet for a while, and Imo got to see a horse (neigh!), so it was a success. Oh, plus: cider donuts. Yes.
Sunday we did some work while Imo napped, and then we headed to a BBQ place on a hill (picturesque, delicious, and there was pecan pie to boot). Then we ran some errands — Garret and Imo went to Walmart, while I went to the co-op to shop. I got two ingredients I’ve never cooked with before: water spinach and crab apples. I’m excited to experiment.
Today it’s back to work, which feels good. All summer I’ve been waiting for “fall, when things can get back to routine.” Of course, next week we’re off to vacation mid-week, because summer was too busy to fit one in! Routine will come someday — or not.
Pictured above is that feeling when you realize, by looking at the self-facing camera your mother is making you smile into, that she snuck a bow in your hair while you weren't looking, and that matter must be addressed with expediency. 😂
We had a great weekend. Traveled around as little trio on Saturday, went to a rummage sale where I got two yoga pillows for $6 total , went shopping, had lunch. I finally thought to pack some chopped strawberries, peas, and tofu for Imogene, which made a huge difference being out and basically made me feel like a superhero with incredible planning skills.
Oh, and Saturday morning, I woke up at 6:15. It was my day to get up with Imogene but she wasn't awake yet. Instead of laying there trying to convince myself to sleep while laying in fear of a waking baby, I got up, read the paper, and drank some coffee. Good grief - I felt like a damn millionaire. Who’d have known such simplicity could feel like a day at a spa?!
One thing I did this morning:Tried to read my baby food cookbooks, but Imogene was too interested in them and kept grabbing at them. Imogene hasn't been as interested in her purees lately, so I'm wondering if it's time to mix it up int terms of flavor and texture.
For lunch I: had a ham sandwich (at 10:30 am, after returning from the newspaper starving!)
One thing I did after lunch: Laid down with Imogene.
One thing I did this afternoon:Wrote some odd copy for a client.
One thing I did (or am going to do) this evening: This is the first night this week that I get to spend at home (I've had newspaper meetings all week) so I want to make the most of it! We're going to watch a Christmas special with Imogene and then make a nice dinner.
I loved seeing: Not too many editing marks on my articles for this week.
I was challenged by: Paying attention to work this afternoon.
Today it: snowed, and then was sunny, in a matter of minutes.
One thing I did this morning: read a book while Imogene took a nap.
For lunch I: had a leftover hamburger that wasn't quite heated all th away through 😐
One thing I did after lunch: Sat with Imogene and figured out if we have a whole set of alphabet blocks (we do, with two extra A's, C's, and O's)
One thing I did this afternoon: Cleaned downstairs while listening to Gilmore Guys. One thing I did this evening: (Well, one thing I'm going to do to this evening, since it's afternoon now) -- go to a town meeting for the newspaper.
I loved seeing: Imogene by the Christmas tree.
I was challenged by: Listening to Imogene cry when she should have been taking a nap.
Today it: was revealed that Donald Trump is Time Magazine's person of the year 🙄
Back in 1908 when I was in seventh grade, I had some sort of a website that allowed me to create bulletpoints and put my text in Comic Sans font. To me, that level of control and exposure was as good as being a published author (world renown). On my website, I made lists of inside jokes that only my friends would understand. They did the same on their websites. If someone landed on a web of our websites, they could cross-reference our inside jokes and laugh for hours. To my knowledge, that never happened.
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