“I might be tired and weary, but I am strong.”

by chuckofish

Well, Daughter #1 here, coming to you on a Wednesday evening. How strange. It’s getting close to Halloween and boy things are getting spooky all over. I’ve got my little witch candle out (got it at an estate sale because my mom has one just like it).

At some point, I’ll watch some of my favorite October movies like Signs (it’s always good for a good shriek and likely a good cry). And I’ll throw in some Autumn Harvest movies on Hallmark too.

As my mother wrote, we had a delightful weekend. Full of laughter and music, sunshine and activity. And booze. We’re not becoming boozehounds–but a glass or two here and there does bring some joy.

In fact, on Saturday, after the babes and their father left, while drinking our recovery margaritas, I downloaded the Marty Stuart Greatest Hits album so we could listen to some classics. It was a good choice.

I’m repetitive these days. But, you’ve gotta find your joy where you can.

“Cause pilgrims walk, but not alone.”