under the clouds.

snow in the mountains.

ode to max.

you're the prettiest thing,

i've ever seen.

fire in the sky, charcoal on the carpet.

sean put together the outside heater last night.

i entertained the kids.

i didn't know how heavenly it would be.

my new sanctuary.

sean put the kids to bed.

i sat outside.

in the dark.

quiet.

and heat.
just when i thought life couldn't get any better,
a bag of charcoal walked right into my kitchen.
where there's dang carpet under my kitchen table.

heaven bless the dyson.

and a good sense of humor.

it felt like fall

spinach ravioli
butternut squash
wild portobello mushrooms
...
semi-homemade.
with sandra lee.
or emi-LEE.
wink wink.
they should give me my own show.
i bought everything ready.
threw it in butter, oil, and cooking wine.
sprinkled some almonds on top,
with a cream sauce.
added nutmeg.

max loved it.
brennan hated it.
it was cold when i finally got to eat it.
the once was scout mastered praised it like art.
it felt like fall.

the great pumpkin debate.

the family yard pumpkin paint.
if you can carry it, it's yours.
but brennan figured out how to roll his this year.
so he made out big.
Picasso himself.
i painted one for sean.
there are tons of "U" flags flying in our neighborhood.
i hope mine doesn't get smashed.
that would be sad!
i tried to paint the one in the middle too,
but Picasso got to it.
he tells me it's "spooky" this way.
mary {shelly's} frankenstein.

bahahahaha!

really, her name is mary.

and that's her Frankenstein.

genuis.

finger puppet style.

happy halloween.

finger puppet style.

thanks papa and gram.

trimming or pruning, whichever.

there's something about laundry that makes me feel right at home.
the sound of the washer and dryer running makes the entire house feel cozy.
i think we finally found our routine.
...
and i trimmed our tree last night.
ended up COVERED in aphids.
literally from head to toe.
it was gross.
and sean informed me tonight that it's called "pruning," not trimming.
whichever.
you got the point.

wish i had a before picture.

it was fun.

loving them all over again.

so much for keeping the carpets clean.
there were little mud spots every 6 inches from the back door to the front door.
i panicked.
then i took a picture.
then i called the house ours.
for real.
...
just as we were about to have a long discussion about how we need to unpack and organize,
the once was scout master took matters into his own hands.
2 hours later?
happy wife, happy life:-)

i spent the night relishing in all of my books.

i love seeing them up.

i had to tape a few back together.

hugged a few.

wanted to re-read a few more.

loving them all over again.

2nd star to the right, and straight on 'til morning.

we layed in the grass today for 5 minutes.
it felt longer than that, but i'm sure it wasn't.
nothing really lasts longer than 5 minutes,
unless it involves watching a movie.
brennan told me peter pan was in the clouds.
with the boys.
i asked which boys.
he said lost.
then he told me that hook and his pirate ship were there too.
that one,
right there.
it kind of does look like a pirate ship.

the right side

this morning, i found fall in my backyard.
by 6pm i was in love.

there's no other place i'd rather be,
than over on the right side of the yard.
watching the reds, yellows, and oranges highlight from the sun.
look at those mountains.