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The Small Moments

I am going to admit that I had an absolutely wonderful weekend.

The weekend started off with a day off of school and work for everyone. Making it a three day weekend.

Friday we did a major clean up. I know that it doesn't sound like the greatest way to spend a day off, but it always nice to have a job that needs to be done, done. We managed to stuff the truck to the rim and over with garden leaves, bushes, and stuff. Now we can say that the garden is ready for winter and ready to spring forth come spring.

Then much to my hearts delight Brent and I went and looked at Christmas lights. Yes, the man has finally accepted his nutty wife and went and looked at Christmas lights BEFORE Halloween. Reminding me once more why I love him.

We didn't actually buy anything we were more on a scouting mission. We were amazed to see how much Christmas lights are changing and we are pretty sure that we are going to start making the switch to LED. Brent assures me that if I change to LED I will be able to leave the lights on longer.

He says it is not good for his heart to turn on the Christmas lights and watch the electric meter spin like a top.

We ended the day by taking everyone out to dinner and enjoying a family dinner then the railroad called. Believe it or not that was a moment of celebration. That trip was the final trip that Brent needed to become a full fledged 100% paid railroad conductor. It only took five years and eight months.

Stupid Recession!

The next day S. and I went shopping to find the perfect pair of shoes to go with her dress that she is getting for her birthday. We went to one store and looked at two pairs of shoes before she found the perfect pair of shoes. They were a hill, which she wanted, but not to high, which she wanted, and matched her dress, which she wanted.

There is nothing quite like the feeling of a successful hunt. I think I might understand a little bit how those Bambi killers feel. Maybe I should introduce them to shoe hunting.

In addition to S. shoes I found a tie for each of those boys to wear in upcoming pictures. A.'s ties was an exact match to S.'s dress. Again a thrill! I know, I know I'm silly but it is the little things that make a women happy.

Saturday ended with trick-or-treating and halloween fun. Sunday began with sick kids. I have a feeling the sick part had more to do with an OD of candy. However, they were sick and I wasn't so I ended up having a relaxing day as everyone recouped.

A whole weekend of a whole lot of nothing but a hundred small happy moments.

I have no doubt that this week will be even better. Happy Monday Everyone!
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