- Write two blog posts: How to Plan a Paleo Thanksgiving and 3 Saints to Know in November
- Finish the last 50 pages of the latest “quick read” teen novel Four: A Divergent Collection
It’s the last weekend for fall-ball and our three year old plays blast ball game at 9 a.m. It’s 45F with a wind chill in the “why am I outside?” range. This is the weather that separates native Houstonians from the many transplanted Yankee-Mid-Westerners. We’re wearing tights, lined pants, two shirts, a fleece pullover, scarf, coat, hat, and mittens. They’re strolling round in long shorts and a sweatshirt.
Thankfully, Blastball is only 30 minutes of adorable cuteness. We jump and run with the kids in a desperate attempt to make sure they’re warm and we’re warm, because no one wants to stand still in that breeze. On our way out, I notice that our concessions volunteers are packing up the Keurig coffee maker. They’re out of K-cups?! I run home, raid the house of any and all K-cups, no matter the fru-fru flavor. Then it’s back to the fields for Concessions duty where I dig my hands deep into ice-filled coolers pulling out bottled water to pour into the Keurig coffee maker while listening to complaints that the only hot coffee we have to offer is Donut House – Chocolate Glazed Donut flavor or HEB Texas Pecan.
Are you ready for some SOFTBALL!!
At 11 a.m. it’s time for the last fall ball 12U game with my husband coaching and my 12 yr old catching. Since our older daughter agreed to stay in the warm house and let her brother watch TV, I get to shoot some video, keep the official score book, chat with parents, laugh, and have a great time. * Major Quality Time *
For this year’s family Christmas pictures, my parents hired a local photographer to do a two-hour photo shoot with all four of the families — outside. I’ve been stressing over the potential weather all weekend, but miraculously it’s not too cold and the rain stops just in time. Shooting with this photographer is a lot of fun; he brings a real creative energy to each of the separate family shoots smoothing over any anxiety. For my personal family portrait, we took a little latitude to have fun; no stuffy poses for us. I can’t wait to see the end result and share it with you! Unfortunately, ants attack my oldest and youngest while we’re setting up the shot. Casually I strip the boy down to his superman underpants, find and kill the offending bugs. My brave daughter suffers many bites to her feet, but you’ll never know from the expression on her face in the picture.
According to my plan, nothing was accomplished this weekend. (The laundry is still sitting in the living room on Wednesday morning.) I did finish off the book late Tuesday night, but I still haven’t written those two blog posts. While I jotted this one out in record time, it still took nearly three days to actually post it.