A cooked breakfast feels too heavy for me today. The fridge was on the blink for several days, so I no longer trust the quality of our eggs or bacon, for safeties sake. I don’t have any non sugar filled cereal on hand, just the kids stuff which does me no good. I’m not keen on oatmeal. I have to be craving it, and have fresh mixed berries on hand, the right kind of syrup, and cinnamon or brown sugar too. I know, I can get pucky, and finicky. I also don’t feel like toast, or a bagel either. As I don’t trust the eggs that means that both pancakes, and waffles are out too. Perhaps just a glass of juice, and some of the kids Bear Paws. Decisions, decisions, everywhere I turn we have to make decisions.
Had what felt to be a pretty decent fair advertising meeting last night. Got some useful feedback on the posters and road signs. Criticisms that were actionable, and that I can put into motion. Getting very close to fair time. One month to go. I have my item of mixed media & painted ceramics ready to go into the crafts section. One of my joys is having a one of a kind sculpted and painted item on display at the fair. This will be the first year that I’ll have had an airbrushed sculpture on display. Very excited. I am going to go with my Ogre Rogue bust.

I’m sure to post more about the Makham Fair as it approaches. But right now my main focus is getting these kids prepped to return to school. That means double checking indoor and outdoor shoes. Coats, hats, and boots. Finding working back packs. Cleaning lunch boxes. Cleaning water bottles. Sorting out pencil cases and all that in class gear. Grocery shopping for lunch materials. Luckily the extra curriculars don’t kick in for a week or two more. If every other year behind us is any indication, I foresee two to three weeks of tantrums about getting up and going to school. Hating lunches regardless of what is or isn’t prepared. Hating any homework that has been given. On and on. Until the Fair arrives, and then Thanksgiving. Magically after that with the wind up to Halloween and then Christmas school becomes less of an issue. Throw in a few birthdays, snow storms, traveling and pumpkin carving, and we will hit 2024 in a blur of activity.
Today is Tuesday, which means recycling, and this is our week for garbage collection too. Best get our junk out to the curb. Ciao Bella!
