Weekbook: Pre-Thanksgiving

Make that: Week-and-a-half-book.

In the memory banks:
Celebrating my now 9yo's birthday, going out on a date, eating Chinese food, having a no-good-very-bad day (where breaking a favorite bowl was one of the *nicer* things that happened)

In the fridge:
At least a quart of pureed front stoop decorations pumpkin and a pint or two of pumpkin butter. The last (BOO HOO!) of the lettuce from the garden.

In the craft pile:
I'm still making the gift I can't discuss for the nosy blog reader my wonderful dh. ;-) And also a pair of mittens for Jeffrey. I've never knitted on double pointed needles before, and I feel like I'm wrestling a porcupine most of the time. They are coming out well, considering my lack of experience and talent. :) Let me rephrase that. They *were* coming out well, and now I can't find my 4th double pointed needle. :-P

In thanksgiving:
I'm extremely thankful that the doctor thinks some worrisome symptoms of dh's are something simple. Time will tell...

In the planning stages:
I'm contemplating taking all of Advent off from normal schooling (except math) to focus on art and music. I think the Advent/Christmas season lends itself well to that. I think we (read: me) are burning out a bit (ummmm, how can one burn out when one doesn't even DO much? But still...) and I'm looking foward to being able to do this, to recharge.

In school:
Just finished Across Five Aprils
Copywork is The Gettysburg Address
I think we are winding up the Civil War study. I think that's a good thing. I'm so done.
We're a bit behind in math. I'm trying not to panic. ("A bit" tends to landslide around here)
Writing lots of thank-you notes and pen pal letters (emails)

In an insane moment:
I agreed to sew another choir robe for the church sewing guild. Those sewing guild meetings are funny. It's three 80 year olds, eight 70 year olds, maybe four 60 year olds, and me and my five kids. On a good day I love being the baby of the group. On a bad day I can't figure out why these people can't find time to sew, leaving it to those of us who have to carve it out of our precious non-existant sleep time.

In another life:
I might think my dd's new birthday present is cute. Right now, it's on my last nerve



In a calm moment:



A calm moment in Batty's life, from several years ago. I think it was her last.