Listened to the show Saturday and it was not bad. Got me up and movin’, with the old-time and bluegrass music of Craver, Hicks, Watson, and Mr. Joe Newberry. Wish I had more time for dancin’, for sure. It’s been a busy week with the kids home from school, a dryer that up and died, much shopping and cooking to get done, and the full moon on top of it all to keep me wandering at night. Things are calmer now, with a fridge full of leftovers, a new dryer on its way, and a day or two to do what I wish before another week of things to be done.
Listened to the show Saturday and it was not bad. I was mixing up some dough for Thanksgiving turkey shaped sugar cookies for the kids, and Mr. Sundberg was away, down in Louisiana giving a talk on gratitude, and volunteering some of his time to help out with a Habitat for Humanity project. I like this about Mr. S. He loves to give of his time and energy, loves to help people especially when there are hammers and saws and drywall involved. It has been our hope along the way to do some kind of volunteer mission type trip together, and now that the kids are gone, it’s a topic of conversation pretty frequently, I’d say.
Listened to the show Saturday and it was not bad. I had the weekend to myself, with Mr. S off to Columbus, Ohio, where he is speaking on the topic of seasonal affective disorder and how one might shift gears and make winter less of an ordeal than it might be. Now, though I’m a person who loves the seasons and have lived through only a few winters that gave me a run for my money where sanity is concerned, I’m glad Mr. S can be of help to those who struggle. Life can be a rough trip, and it’s good to have guidance along the way, whether it’s a mantra or advice or the helpful wisdom of a motivational speaker.
Listened to the show Saturday and it was not bad. It was a good day, good weekend, with the kids home for their Fall Break and leaf raking (11 huge bags) and pie making and naps and a big ol’ dinner or two. Jambalaya, and fajitas, and enough sugar cookies cut out like pumpkins and frosted with orange for everyone, including visitors. There was rain on Saturday, and when it came down so suddenly all the trick-or-treaters screamed and scattered, there was chaos for a while but the rain stopped and the sun came out Sunday and the hours til the kids’ departure grew short. The extra hour with Daylight Saving Time became a Blessing.