Oh Tim, how I love you!

Shhhhh, don't tell Bob. I have a crush on someone else.

I've never actually met him, but boy can the guy bake!

Tim Horton thank you, thank you, thank you for your pumpkin spice muffins.

For the sake of my marriage it's probably good you only make them in the Fall.

P.s. I'm a happily married woman so don't try wooing me with free muffins.

It's time for the harvest

We recently went to the Fall Festival at the Ella Sharp Museum.

It was great fun and beautiful day. Just think, our ancestors once used animals like these to help tame the land and provide food for their families. I think I'd have a hard time forcing this pair to do anything. Just look at those sad eyes. I'm pretty certain my family would have starved.
I would have needed one of these. The driver asked my son if he wanted to sit in the seat. Of course he did... so did I. He got to. Me, not so much.

Oh I love me some pumpkins.


There was an artisan at the festival making these beautiful brooms. I was particularly smitten with the broom that uses an old bat for the handle.

I wrote all about the festival for my column in The Jackson Citizen Patriot.

A little Tigers and a Zebra

I'd like to say I'm over it, but it's still stinging.

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and the first thing that pops into my head is the angst that was the final month of the Detroit Tigers' season. The second thought, the angst that was the Tigers' last appearance in the World Series against the Cardinals.

As a fan, I didn't think it got more painful than losing that World Series in the way our boys lost it, but now I'm not so sure. It's only baseball so I've got to get over it, but right now it still hurts.
On to happier matters. An iconic school chair.

Dressed in Zebra.

I again used fabric stiffener and polyurethane to adhere the fabric to the chair...I absolutely love this method. It takes numerous coats of poly, but I think if pays big dividends.

So in closing, the Tigers let me down but the Zebra didn't.

Last October

We took a trip to Myrtle Beach. It was a little cold, but I think the ocean is always beautiful.

I do wish we could go this year.

We can't.

There's a lot of things I'm wishing for this October, that I didn't dream I would be wishing for last October.

I wish my husband could find a job.

I wish I could find a job, if that would help.

I wish we could sell the house we don't want.

I wish we could keep the house we want.

I wish we could have another baby.

I wish I could go to the mall and buy a new outfit.

I wish some of my old outfits would fit.

Wishes can be dangerous things sometimes. Sometimes they get you focusing on what you want instead of what you have.

So, I'm trying to remember last year's trip to the beach, when I still had a "baby" instead of a full-fledged boy. It's so fleeting, this childhood thing.

I wish I would remember that more.