Outside my window...it's cool yet this morning, we slept with the windows open again. But, it's going to be blazing hot all week -- mid 90s. I'm sick of it. Not that it matters if I'm sick of it, but I am.
I am thinking...about an end to summer. My senior in high school starts back the last week of August and I think I'll be ready for home school to start as well. There is only so much unstructured time I can stand.
I am thankful for...feast days. Today we are celebrating St. Teresa Benedicta, also known as St. Edith Stein. What an incredible life...what a beautiful example of love of God.
From the learning rooms...I have plans to order books this week, depending on finances. Doug's accident put us back $600, so I may have to spread it out.
From the kitchen...a German feast for St. Teresa Benedicta: German Style Bratwurst, German potato salad, German green beans, Käsekuchen
I am wearing...khaki capris, a blue and white blouse, Berkis
I am creating...I just finished the third Little Maid in Row. They are so darling. Eventually I'll have these three framed together and then make three more.
I am reading...just finished The Art of Racing in the Rain. There's an interesting story behind me choosing to read it. Maybe I'll tell you this week. It was a good read. Very good, though sad on many levels (partly due to my story and partly due to the book).
I am hoping...for a happy day. I'm keeping my wishes simple these days.
I am hearing...just the fish tank. Faith is already outdoors playing. Doug is home today -- in the next room on his Blackberry. Noah is upstairs and Josh is still sleeping.
Around the house...One more room to paint -- Noah's and it's going to be Glacial Tint (white!). His room is in the back of the house and it's so dark in there all the time, I'm brightening it up. It's currently two odd shades of green and tan (two walls of each) from when Geoff slept there. I found Noah some new bright bedding and drapes and he's getting a mini-makeover.
One of my favorite things...cheesecake for dessert. I'm trying a German recipe that I hope is like a cheesecake my grandma used to buy for us when I was a little girl. It came from a German bakery in Cincinnati, and we ate it for breakfast. It was not too sweet, and sort of cakey in texture. I know my memories of it are partly memories of my grandma's house and how it felt to be with her, which will make the cheesecake that much better if I find the right recipe.
A few plans for the rest of the week...Doug is off today and tomorrow and he has a few plans for the kids. Noah has a birthday on Sunday, so I need to make a few plans.
A picture thought...
The Three Little Maids