Thursday, October 10, 2013

Twinkie Roast

If I were a super hero, laundry would be my kryptonite.

Just sayin' is all.

And so when I say I got all the laundry done today, and I survived, please know, that is a huge accomplishment.

Not that that has any semblance in my story, I just wanted to say.

Moving along. As I drove Keith to school this morning, the kids and I concocted great plans for the day involving a toasty fire, Twinkies, and cocoa.  I mean, it was cloudy, drizzly, and perfect.  I mean, have you ever tried roasted Twinkies?  Okay, really, I only had them once in high school, and I wasn't all that impressed, but seriously, you pull out the roasting sticks, light up the fire, and anything sounds good to roast!

Driving him to school every morning, I am reminded how lucky I am to live where I do.  Sure, it isn't Vermont (haven't ever been there, it just always looks so inviting on the calendars), but it has its own breathtaking essence.  The weed fields in the summer that are so drab and dry are actually beautiful this time of year.  Everything somehow looks less harsh and more comfortable.  The unforgiving sun has learned to chill a bit and everything is like a memory flashback.  I know I write about the weather and nature a lot, but the truth is, it is a big part of who I am and though it may seem contrived, I truly do stammer from the beauty.  Every single day.  Today seemed to be exceptionally beautiful and I really wish I could have framed that moment driving home.  We were headed towards the red and orange dappled mountains which were mostly hidden beneath a great platinum cloud.  The stark tree bark against the incredible fireworks of fall just make my heart pitter patter.  The car was nice and cozy with the heater quietly blowing.  Faye was singing to herself while Beth slept and the radio was droning in the background.  I drove happily losing myself in my thoughts when a Tom Waits song came on.  His deep gravely smokers voice was the perfect accent to that moment.  It was like having my own personal soundtrack, and it was perfect.  Honestly, I have been listening to Hold On all day.  Wow, perfect.

When Keith got home from school, the kids wrote some letters, we stuffed them in some boxes of treats and mailed the boxes to some cousins across the country.  We are so excited for them to get such fun mail.  And the post office was an in and out experience.  No waiting.  With 3 kids, that was heaven sent.

Faye decided she was Harry Potter for the day.

She made me laugh.

For dinner, we had pumpkin waffles, hash browns (cooked in the waffle iron... genius!), and eggs.  And then, the crowning moment of our day was supposed to hit.  We were going to roast Twinkies.  But we didn't.  We read Harry Potter instead.

Also, Faye and I had some bonding time by reading a book a few times over, and then we painted our nails.
She painted mine and was so proud of it as it is the first time I have let her.

I was always so worried about letting her before because I am sort of a stickler of coloring inside the lines, if you know what I mean.  But the smile on her face while she painted was priceless and made up for the polish everywhere else.

It was a great day.