Back to School!

Back to School!

Zack gets up before me.  Like, always.

Except this morning! Huzzah! As soon as the alarm went off, I rolled out of bed and shuffled into the kitchen to turn on the oven.

Because?

Today’s Zack’s first day of classes this fall!

And that means?

Pumpkin cinnamon rolls!

Last year I made him pose for a picture wearing his backpack, like you do on your first day back to school. This …

The Possimpible

The Possimpible

It’s possible that all the snow could melt before it (really) snows again. Possible, but I’m not holding onto the hope. I saw the sun yesterday for the first time in a week. It lasted all of ten seconds. The street in front of my house flashed bright and warm, almost yellow; I glimpsed it from the living room before the clouds pulled back together to close us in the gloom. No …