Velour and jersey knits.

I decided today that what my wardrobe needs is more leisure suits.
Yes, I'm sure that's what it needs.
(I was reminded of this level of comfort while thinking about this today...would it be wrong to wear something from my maternity bin while not pregnant?)

In other news: we are down to the last three pieces of Halloween candy...make that two, I ate one after I took this picture.  I mean, for reals? We had so much...how fleeting sugar can be, but how lovely and scrumptious. Good times.  Good times. I will have to go back to sneaking the Lindt truffles from my nightstand after the kids are in bed.
Last weekend we decided we needed to get out of the house so after flying through chores (enter only slight sarcasm about "flying through anything" on Saturday mornings...) we headed out out and about to find some fun.  We ended up about 45 minutes away from home at what promised to be a rip-roarin' family fun time.  I won't say that I would have rather sat at home and poked my eyes out with a fork, but it sure wasn't the place I saw advertised.  Nevertheless, we mini golfed out in the cold (I rather like their first experience with something to be totally Crappy (with a capital "C") then every time after that has the potential to be better.) They didn't pick up on how crappy a place it really was (oblivious to the fact that the batting cages were shut down, the playground a law suit waiting to happen, and the go-karts shockingly...missing.) We had fun. 
Clark was seriously committed to the game.

Hazel really got into the course (enter a courtesy bang on a symbol here.)

And by the end everyone's hands were so chilled to the bone that we were "racing the holes" where we all went at it at the same time to see who could get their ball in the hole first...knocking other people's balls out of the course may or may not have taken place ('cough' Clark, what's the matter? You afraid you were gonna get beat by a six year old and her sticky, old golf club?..actually, he was.)

So although we won't be making that drive again anytime soon, we had a delicious lunch at a local joint and then found and absolute treasure on our way home.  This is only 15 minutes away.  I love running water.  I need to live near running water.  Beautiful.

Then today we went to the school for Abby's Veterans Day flag ceremony.  There were songs, solos, speaking parts and gushing.  The kids all got to say the name, branch of service and relation to someone they knew in the military.  When she said Clark's name, Navy and "My Dad" I teared up.  Moms get that way sometimes, especially proud, patriotic Moms.

Here is what I love:
Saying "Gag me with a spoon"