Life continues to be rich and full in the Miser Family household. Maybe I should even say that life continues to be rich and "fall", because cold weather has set in. I've started closing the storm windows, and in the evenings I use the microwave oven to warm up my bag of cherry pits, which I stick in the foot of my bed to keep my toes warm. Even more, you know how people like to have a drawer full of bicycle clothes in their living room? (Of course you all do this in your house too, yes?) Well it has been so cold that my guy ran out of his "downstairs socks "and had to go up to the bedroom to get his upstairs socks. That is how cold it has been!
N-son has checked in with us; he is living the good life. He asked if we could send him drumsticks, because he wants to audition to be the drummer at an awesome church near him: he says "Mom, it's just like a black Goatfield!" (Goatfield is a pseudonym for our home church here, an evangelical PCA church. N-son makes me smile.) He likes his new job, where he works Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays. His new boss is chill, and he has a friend named Richie who works there with him. He also has really gotten into riding around with a collection of people who ride mopeds. Yes, my son is in a moped gang. He says they do not have particular colors they wear.
I-daughter does wear particular colors, but these are colors particular to her. She just came back from the Most Significant Knitting Festival On the Entire Planet (per her description). It is a place where talented people turn sheep into sweaters. To whit, these:
This has been a great week for entertainment. I-daughter suggested we go to a nearby production of Something Rotten, and the performance was absolutely positively amazingly the opposite of "rotten". I was bouncing in my seat, and we were giddy the whole ride home. If you ever get a chance to see that show, I totally recommend it. (Well, except that it doesn't even remotely satisfy the Bechtel rule; I do wish it had pushed a bit against gender stereotypes.)
I also got to attend -- heck, even do the introductions at -- a zoom talk by Nick Sousanis, who wrote the book Unflattening , a graphic novel PhD thesis that has won at least 11 different awards and has been translated into seven different languages. I am one of many of his big fans, and getting to hear him speak about the work was spellbinding.
I'm about to dive into applesauce canning. It's that time of year: 6 large bags of apples that turn into 6 hours of work and come out the other end as 6 dozen quarts of applesauce to keep in the basement.
Update: Actually 5.5 hours of work, and 43 quarts & 38 pints --- 24 pints of which went to live at a friend's house. I am out of wide-mouth quart-sized canning jars. Every single one of my hundreds of such jars is in use. Wow. Also, I am glad beyond words that I have reusable lids, because the stores have been out of lids for months now. Time to start cider vinegar production!
And that's the news from our family, which continues to be wealthy in our adventures and applesauce. May you and yours be similarly prosperous.