|It's beginning to look a tiny bit like Autumn...|
|On Sunday, I discovered that there are turtles in this pond.|
|Food prep. That's one week of lunches.|
|Sunday's lunch was too pretty not to Instagram.|
|Full moon over California (taken through a dirty windshield|
while stopped at a red light).
|Oatmeal with almonds and cacao nibs. Yum.|
|Let the fun begin!!|
|The One-Eyed Puppet Friend Club.|
|Going, going, gone.|
|New decision: On Monday, we swim.|
|No matter what it does to the hair.|
|New conductor for Sac Choral.|
|There but for the grace of TEA go I...|
|Gu? Check. Scrunchie? Check. Lacrosse ball? Check.|
Must be a train-with-Matt day. : )
|Matt wrapped a band around my leg super-tight to help some|
muscle/nerve/weird pain I've been having.
|Finally!! Now, bring on season 2!!!|
|It's safe to say the Boomwhackers are a hit.|
|Selfie of a woman who is happy to be wearing a jacket.|
|Yup. I'll be dancing an Irish Reel with my kidlets soon.|
|A third grader gave me a present, so I clipped it in my hair.|
|Another present--from Dad! I named her Dearie Swimmy, at|
|My weekly treat.|
|Clarinets (I LOVE those girls!) and trumpets. Good kids.|
|My art class did some pointillism with Q-tips. There was some|
GREAT art happening!
|After work, I went to Kohl's. I call this the Purple People Eater|
running jacket. I did NOT buy it.
|I did, however, buy these leggings, to run in. Because sometimes|
you need some ridiculous in your life.
|Friday night done RIGHT, by God.|
|I uploaded a pic of my own pointillism painting.|
|Beat last week's time by four minutes!|
|Every time I go to this book store, there are more books.|
Pretty soon, there will be no room for people. This is just behind
|It's getting harder and harder to shop there. I love them, but|
this needs to be fixed.
|It was time for new running shoes. They didn't have my shoe|
in the teal I've been wearing. Do you mind green?
DO I MIND GREEN?! NO.
|Clay for my middle school kids.|
|Tonight, lesson planning. I'm taking my 5th graders to Mars|
and Venus this week, via Gustav Holst.