Alex Creates A Card
You got to love a son who makes his own birthday party invitations. Do you see the circle? That’s the cake, and the sticks with orange dots are candles. Very nice, no?
Alex has become obsessed with Domo – do you know Domo?
Yurting
Yurt – a round, Mongolian tent.
Yurting – Removing one’s family to a yurt for a weekend of family time.
A couple of weekends ago, we headed off to the Adirondacks for a weekend of yurting. I will freely admit that this was all my idea, and I imposed this on my family. I was worried that everyone would complain, that the prospect of using the outhouse would drive us out of the yurt into the nearest motel 6. But a funny thing happened. We loved it!
The kids came and went from the yurt to the small stream where we got our own water. They foraged in the woods, making fairy houses and gathering up fallen birch bark for the amazing fire we built. We explored trails and found waterfalls and everyone, even my most reluctant husband, had a great time. I even got to sit and knit by the fire, in between chopping wood.
I’m dreaming of returning to the yurt, but not sure my family will be as excited as I am to go in the middle of winter for a snowshoeing adventure. We’ll see.
stationary
Spent the morning at the Dalton Community Center’s stationary sale. Bought all of this for $6.00 and spent the next 3 hours matching cards to envelopes, counting off sets and wrapping with ribbon.
Christmas may come now, teacher presents are bought.
Flickr
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Blue Ribbon
Howdy strangers, I’ve been away, doing lots of fun things while working 3 day work weeks this summer. Alas, those short weeks are over and I’m back to the grindstone.
One of my goals this summer was to win a blue ribbon at the Adams Agricultural Fair. I knew I’d enter the knitting department, but what would it be? When I finally settled on the idea of a hat, I went on a hat making bender – justifying my work with the thought that even if none won the big prize, I’d still be able to keep my family warm this winter (as the oil prices rose, dh and I kept lowering the bar we could live with “I think 57 isn’t too cold, what do you think?”).
Once all hats were made, I picked the best of the lot, enlisted my husband to drop off my entry form while I was on a train to Atlantic City and then enlisting my friend Monique (you’ve read about her toilet on Breed ‘em and Weep) to drop off the actual hat for competition while I swam in a warm tidal pond on Cape Cod.
Due to vacation plans, we couldn’t make it back in time for the whole family to take in the fair this year, but as soon as our car hit our driveway, after 10 days away, I ditched the family and burned a bit more rubber to make it to the fair as they were breaking down the rides, putting away the fried dough machine and generally getting ready to go home. I ran into the judged crafts exhibit, saw my hat sitting there, and went to reach for it when I saw the Blue Ribbon. I think I may have screeched like a 6 year old at a Hannah Montana concert. I stopped just short of jumping up and down and screaming “I won, I won!”.
Do you think it would be wrong to wear this with the blue ribbon tag still on?