Sorry folks, I know I’ve been MIA, but it’s been a busy end of month.
I took KD and Aus to see Where the Wild Things Were, and I loved it.
It was so good. Except also, it was so incredibly sad, and I cried so much at the end (another sign of my black heart melting). Then, with a serious look on his face, Aus looked at me and said:
“Nikki. Are you crying? You’ve got to pull it together.”
He looked at me with his 12-year-old look, and then, I realized he was acting his perfect 12-year-old age by being embarrassed, and so I laughed at him, but kept crying, partly because the movie was sad and partly because when on earth did he become an embarrassed 12-year-old?
It was fine though, because KD sniffled with me. She’s only ten, and I intend on keeping her that way. Ha.
After my humiliating theater trip, I laid low for awhile and did things like make soup and mourn the end of the Farmer’s Market. And swim endless laps at the Y.
Aside from that, it’s been pretty quiet around here.
I have a Halloween Post ready, but unfortunately this will have to wait until another day, until I gather my photo evidence.
I can’t do it justice without the proper documentation, you see.
Until then, I hope everyone’s having an appropriately gray first day-after-Daylight-Savings. See you on the flip side.