go to burger king and scream!
I really am not a fan of fast food - we eat it once every couple months or so - but on a rainy, cool, fall Monday, when everyone else is at work or school - the tubes at Burger King are a pretty fun place to meet the cousins and run off some steam.
This is how the day looked outside - each kind of tree was showing off a different color. The yellow is a birch tree. The red is a maple and the green is another kind of maple.
And in the evening, Ben and I put the kids to bed, then a bunch of guys came over to watch Monday night football at our house, and I fled - to craft with my sister-in-law and mother-in-law. Annie (sis) was putting together a log cabin quilt for one new little nephew, Nancy (mom) was knitting away on a beautiful sage green blanket for another new little nephew, and I was quilting away on what was formerly known as Cayle's quilt, but is now Nolan's quilt. I got to spend some time with both little boys on Saturday, and after getting to know them a bit, it just seemed that this quilt belongs to Nolan, and the other should be for Cayle (whose name I also learned how to spell . . . ). We three ladies sat around the kitchen table, drank homeade chai latte (I must get that recipe from Annie!), and worked on putting lots of love into our projects. From time to time the rain would softly, then more fervently, tap at the window, just as our conversation would rise and fall around the table in the warm, well-lit, cinnamony scented kitchen.
Here is some of my quilt progress:
And, since it's Tuesday, a self-portrait:
edited to add: yes, as some of you have noticed, that is a little tattoo on my foot - it's a copy of the flower on the tom petty wildflowers album - from my college days . . . it's fun with summer sandals and for barefoot days at the beach . . .
I really am not a fan of fast food - we eat it once every couple months or so - but on a rainy, cool, fall Monday, when everyone else is at work or school - the tubes at Burger King are a pretty fun place to meet the cousins and run off some steam.
This is how the day looked outside - each kind of tree was showing off a different color. The yellow is a birch tree. The red is a maple and the green is another kind of maple.
And in the evening, Ben and I put the kids to bed, then a bunch of guys came over to watch Monday night football at our house, and I fled - to craft with my sister-in-law and mother-in-law. Annie (sis) was putting together a log cabin quilt for one new little nephew, Nancy (mom) was knitting away on a beautiful sage green blanket for another new little nephew, and I was quilting away on what was formerly known as Cayle's quilt, but is now Nolan's quilt. I got to spend some time with both little boys on Saturday, and after getting to know them a bit, it just seemed that this quilt belongs to Nolan, and the other should be for Cayle (whose name I also learned how to spell . . . ). We three ladies sat around the kitchen table, drank homeade chai latte (I must get that recipe from Annie!), and worked on putting lots of love into our projects. From time to time the rain would softly, then more fervently, tap at the window, just as our conversation would rise and fall around the table in the warm, well-lit, cinnamony scented kitchen.
Here is some of my quilt progress:
And, since it's Tuesday, a self-portrait:
edited to add: yes, as some of you have noticed, that is a little tattoo on my foot - it's a copy of the flower on the tom petty wildflowers album - from my college days . . . it's fun with summer sandals and for barefoot days at the beach . . .