It’s Friday. It’s a dreary, rainy day here in Pennsylvania, but we’re finally all inside the house for the rest of the day, and the raincoats are drying off as we speak. David’s up in our room working (because, you know. The house, it is so tiny). Cian’s napping, the girls are playing, and even though I’m sorting through paperwork and bills, I’ve the most adorable cappuccino-filled cup beside my computer, so all is right in my world. I want to write something profound, but I don’t really feel like it, mainly because the caffeine hasn’t kicked in yet and it’s just so rainy out and cozy in. So I’ll give you these instead:
Have a good weekend, everybody. We’ve got an Oktoberfest (carnival rides for the kids! Craft beers for the grown-ups! EVERYBODY WINS!) and a pumpkin patch (and some bathroom cleaning and garden ripping and Target shopping, but shhhh. Don’t think about that) on tap [on tap, I say! Because of the beer! Woohoo!])–you can tell Notre Dame’s got a bye this week–so let’s hope this rain just sticks around long enough for me to wash out the mugs of mulled cider, then clears out so we can all have a good weekend, okay? Don’t you love fall? Don’t you, though? And not just because of Oktoberfest. Though it does help.
See you next week.