Why would you want to
know upon which day your birthday happened to fall?
Maybe it’s simple curiosity. I found it sort of fascinating.
Plus, there’s an old nursery rhyme about the days of the
week and the children born on each of them. Ever heard this one?
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Monday’s
child is fair of face, Tuesday’s
child is full of grace, Wednesday’s child is full of woe, Thursday’s
child has far to go, Friday’s child is loving and giving, Saturday’s
child works hard for his living, And the child that is born on the Sabbath day Is
bonny and blithe, and good and gay.
- Traditional Nursery Rhyme
Fair of face? That’s supposed to point to pulchritude,
either cuteness or glamour. (I beg to differ, especially when I look in the
mirror in just-cleaned reading glasses. Pretty scary. But I digress.)
Just for fun, I looked up the rest of my family. My husband
was a Saturday baby. According to the poem, that means he “works hard for a
living.”
And my kids? Well, I have a Monday baby (like me) and a
Wednesday baby. My Monday-born girl is a beauty, but so is the midweek-born
one. The poem says the Wednesday-born child would be “full of woe.” I beg to
differ there, because that kid is a hilarious and cheerful one, who brings
compassion and humor to nearly every situation.
How does your own day of birth measure up to your own
personality?
Welcome, October! Who’s loving these wonderful early fall
days? It may be time to stow those tanks and tees, but it’s also finally sweater
weather. Gotta love it!
Empty bird feeder! (Photo c2016 by LAN/Practically at Home)
The birds are organizing a revolt. I have dropped the ball,
when it comes to keeping my bird feeders
filled.
Another empty feeder! (Photo c2016 by LAN/Practically at Home)
Although this picture isn’t too clear on a darker day like
today, I love looking out through this stained glass piece. Here’s why it’s
special. One of my kids helped to make it with a friend who owns a stained
glass shop.
Love this treasure! (Photo c2016 by LAN/Practically at Home)
I am thinking …
It is way past time for me to pull my notes together for a
new book I’ve been planning for a while. I have the outline, the quotes, and
the anecdotes ready to go. It just needs some organization and polish.
I am thankful …
The weather has shifted a bit. The wild late-summer barometric
pressure shifts seem to have subsided somewhat. That means A LOT to someone
with frequent migraine headaches, as this climactic settling can make them less
frequent. And it has.
Seasons shift. (Photo c2016 by LAN/Practically at Home)
One of my favorite things …
OK, I admit it. Seasonal closet changeovers are not really a
favorite task for me. But space is limited in our current home, so this must be
done. It’s time to tuck all those wispy summer clothes away and bring out the
warm and wooly sweaters and fleeces. That’s sort of refreshing, except that the
switch requires a few trips up and down the stairs.
Hey, I need the exercise, right?
I am creating …
In a cubby in the basement is a basket. In the basket is a
stack of random quilt squares, cut out of remnants of nearly everything I have
sewed in the past couple of years. I’ve started assembling the squares into
strips. Next, I will join the strips to make a wild bed quilt that will bring
back tons of memories. We’re talking kids’ toys, Easter and Christmas dresses,
baby clothes, home accents, and much more – all represented in quilt squares.
Now, if I can just finish the thing, and then keep the pets
off it!
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I am wearing …
These are those mixed-up early October days when everyone
seems confused about what season it is. I do it too. I start the day with long
sleeves and multiple layers. By midday, I’m wishing I’d pulled on something
summery instead. But I’m not complaining. I adore autumn weather.
As I put this month’s SWDB post together today, I’m
listening to Keith Urban’s “Blue Ain’t Your Color.” Just because.
“It’s so black and white.
He’s stealin’ your thunder.
Baby, blue ain’t your color.”
I am hoping …
This fall, I hope to bump up my running mileage again. This
has been a challenge this year, but I’m starting to get there. A friend invited
me to do another half marathon this winter. I’m toying with the idea, although
I don’t relish the idea of trudging through 13.1 miles of snow, slush, slop, or
slippery ice.
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I am learning …
The past few months have stretched me in multiple ways. Dragons
of multiple stripes have tried to face me down. I’m drawing my sword against a
couple of long-time nemeses. (Nope, I’m not talking about people here, although
I certainly could. But these dragons are symbolic.)
I hope to offer upbeat updates on these in the coming
months.
Fall gourds from a friend's farm. (Photo c2016 by LAN/Practically at Home)
In my kitchen …
Here’s another sign of autumn. I’m starting to want to bake
again. Honestly, this is sort of a seasonal thing for me. The latest result is
a big batch of apple-blueberry muffins, including apples from a friend’s
orchard.
Although nearly everyone I know seems to be craving all
things pumpkin, I have a hankering of a different sort right now. Sadly, we are
out of Quaker
Buttered Popcorn Rice Cakes. This is practically a snacking emergency for
me. Those crunchy wonders are better than popcorn itself.
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In the school room …
I guess the dragon-fighting I mentioned earlier fits here. (Watch for more to come on that.)
In my garden …
Oh, the garden. It’s
pretty much over for the year. I’m hoping to drop in some new bulbs for spring
blooms. The freakishly overfed wild bunnies did a number on the old bulbs this
year!
Garden path. (Photo c2016 by LAN/Practically at Home)
Board room …
Here’s
a pin from my Finding
Faith board on Pinterest. I love this Bible verse, and I need this reminder
constantly. To Him be all the glory.
Throughout the
month of October, I am participating in a blogging challenge called October
Poetry Writing Month. On my Nickers
and Ink Poetry and Humor site, I am planning to post 31 poems for the 31
days of the month.
