Lovelihood

Part of our ongoing Angry Birds project, the basic red bird, slightly mis-proportioned, but appropriately angry-looking.

The Boy completed his first organized run this morning, crossing the finish line to receive his participatory prize (more than I got for completing my run) and, it being his first race, his very own PR. I'm hoping he'll have many more of these.

Sweeping up the back deck this afternoon, The Boy came across remnants of warmer days spent outside. The plastic bubble wand, having plastic bottle counterpart months ago, was parched for fuel. And I one-upped the old dishsoap in water trick by adding a jigger of glycerin to the solution to make more stable bubbles. So that's why I keep a gallon of glycerin under the sink.

I picked up the packet (conveniently close to my favorite margarita purveyor) for this weekend's race. And for the first time, I picked up a bib for The Boy's entry in the Kids dash.

Party season is well under way at Kindergarten, and the first box of store-bought treats we brought in to keep in his class for the occasions that are normally typified by the serving of buttercream laden cupcakes has been spent. And among the awesome qualities of cakes in a jar is the fact that they keep much longer than one's ability to abstain from them. So, of course, I'll bake up a batch to keep at school. And, of course, I'll bake what's left over into some ramekins to be enjoyed more immediately.

Itty bitty pumpkin pielet. Also, it's vegan, but don't hold that against it. Fresh from the oven, it's a warm and sweet rebuttal to the wind and wet that Seattle has decided to serve up today.

At work, late-ish.