I just realized that instead of dragging my fluffy body to the boring old Nordic Track, and trying to beg myself to stay on there a measly 20 minutes–
I can set up my kindle with big, huge, READABLE font and engross myself in a really good book.
Seriously, time just flew by without me even knowing it. In fact, I looked up at the clock and I had gone over my goal time. My first thought was, “I’m not finished with this chapter.” Heh, heh.
Perhaps I’ve finally discovered the secret to exercising for more than 20 minutes by giving myself permission to read.
That’s right…it’s Theodor Geisel or the man behind The Cat In The Hat’s birthday tomorrow. If you’re like many folks around here–just looking for a reason to celebrate, then here’s your chance. My cute little daughter Lyndi has even made a sweet party favor tutorial for the Partyland Utah blog along with some adorable Seuss-y cookies. Check them out for these and more Cat In the Hat type party ideas right HERE.
Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss!!
“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.” ― Dr. Seuss
Pumpkins! They’re everywhere and I adore them. Normally, we have a bunch in our garden, and then on our porch, but our garden this year…now there’s a sad story. So I deeply appreciate all the folks who are stepping up and decorating the town with those lovely, autumn pumpkins. I’m sure they’re doing it just for me. Heh, heh.
Seeing that sweet little friends can easily turn into family. I can’t wait to see all these pretty kids in 10 years!
Collecting fun stuff for our next big movie party that I’m not allowed to advertise.
Email me if you’d like the details. :}
Pretty little knotted bracelets for the same event. Hundreds and hundreds of them.
Watching handsome old Tom Brady play a great game of football, even if they…
didn’t…
win.
Finding another picture of my “dream house” and wondering if it only exists on a Thomas Kincade calendar page.
A little dude with some new toothies to go with that fabulous naturally pokey hair.
Reorganizing my cotton yarn stash so that every time I walk past, it makes me smile. :}
A new pile of Autumn books to read to the kiddos, from Scholastic Book orders. Those papers are soooo dangerous in my hands. Seriously, how can anyone resist all these cool books?
Finding the perfect place for a pile of acorns that we found at the park.
Belonging to a household that will take any excuse for a celebration that’s offered—and run with it, we happily grabbed the idea for a 75th Anniversary of the Hobbit 2nd Breakfast to heart.
So on September 21st. at precisely 11:00 am, while the rest of the world did their shopping and laundry and city planning and bridge building…
we had a teeny, tiny, Hobbit-sized breakfast. There was scrumptious brown bread and creamy butter, juicy, ripe pears and a slab of cheese. Now then, isn’t that about what you’d expect to find on a kitchen table in Middle Earth?
Why, we even had a small portion of…um…ale, or…um…apple juice…or whatever.
It may not seem like a huge deal to you, but it was fun and playful and sweet and something to look forward to.
And I’ll tell you this–
It certainly beat first breakfast.
Hands down.
Note:
The tradition of 2nd Breakfast did not originate with the small folk in the Shire–no, no. It began when farmers woke up at the crack of dawn and had a quick breakfast of toast and tea before they began their early morning chores. After working so hard for several hours, by 10 or 11:00 they were certainly ready for a real meal–something like eggs, ham, biscuits, cheese, potatoes and juice before heading back out to work again. Hence the term “2nd Breakfast.”
