What a SHORT weekend it was. Thank the good lord I started it with a hike with my friend Tracy. Seriously. We'd gotten off track with those (life gets in the way), but we seem, after both agreeing that our families like us better when we hike regularly, to be back at it. She had to drop her kids off at school before we went and I had a few minutes to myself in her sun-filled living room, and that was just lovely. I read. A book. Life is good.

Callum had a crazy-busy baseball weekend this weekend with an away game on Friday and a tournament on Saturday. It's a bit of a rite of passage, these away games. You leave school early and ride a bus with your team. On the way home the team stops at some grocery-type-store thing (this is still unclear to me) and gets "dinner." All I know is that Callum had chicken, and one kid had six cupcakes. On Saturday we were gone ALL DAY. Our kids did well. Won two, lost one. All good. Callum is still on the cusp of this and that's okay. Sort of. It'll sort itself out. However. As soon as Neel and I realized that there was a THREE HOUR wait between the second and last game, we high tailed it the hell out of there and off to our favorite restaurant in the area. One we never get to. Go us.

I had this weirdest realization last week when I stepped on our upstairs landing and figured out that if we reconfigured the rooms (like majorly) we could easily live just in the upstairs of our house. There's plenty of room. That's like, ridiculous, people. And then I read an article in this month's Martha Stewart Living about a family who completely down sized their lives. I totally want to do this. It's not happening anytime soon, but someday. Now, I don't see myself carrying mason jars into store when I go shopping, but. I have dreams, you guys. I'm feeling restless and daydreamy, and my next big mistake was watching House Hunters International while I cooked all afternoon. Nothing irritates me more in that show than when people move to Europe and look at gorgeous flats in Berlin or Stockholm and say things like, "That's the refrigerator? It's so small!" Or, "I don't think our king size bed will fit here, honey." Good grief. But Copenhagen? I'm sold.

And then it snowed! It's all gone now. Cold sleety rain today. (Yuck.) But it was pretty while it lasted. Yes, of course it's almost April and we're ready for spring, but the snow is so exciting and pretty around here. What was the most exciting thing that happened to you this weekend? That might have been it for me!

And if I thought we had a rough and busy weekend, we had nothing on our three dogs. They crack me up. Apparently there is some sort of critter in the wall by our fireplace that requires total vigilance. Complete concentration. They wore themselves out guarding us from it. With all the staring.

Oh, it was a nice weekend. I cleaned a little on Friday. Seeing Sue's home when she guest posted for Erin inspired me. All those lovely homes, really. I wasn't sure if I'd keep it, and we still need a throw rug to anchor everything (one that's washable, hello doggies!), but once they got over their surprise, Neel and Callum both liked it. It feels lighter in there. I think we'll keep it. For now at least. Working in there gave me the chance to curtain twitch as my neighbors brought their daughter home after an almost 3 month stint in the NICU. What a happy day! I get a little weepy just thinking about it. Those are good days, yes? Callum's first game was on Friday too. Chilly. He didn't get as much playing time as he wanted, but that was tempered by the fact that his team won 11-0! It's always like this for our boy. He's behind the curve in baseball, having started so late compared to the other kids. But we reminded him how things worked out last year and how he got better and better as the year went on and got more and more playing time until he was one of the strongest on the team. He's trying to be patient and work hard. Good lessons those. Still, 11-0! Worthy of celebration, yes? So of course we went to his favorite restaurant for dinner. Between you and me, I could use a break, but it's not always about me. Cough, cough.

We're both reading Little House books right now. Cal saw me pull out Little Town on the Prairie, so he grabbed my copy of Little House in the Big Woods. Despite it being in three pieces, he read it all day Saturday. What is it with those books? They work for my family. It was so fun to just hang out at home and cook and read and talk. Re-entry was hard last week, and I think Callum needed a day to snuggle under the covers and read. Saturday night felt like a movie night, so we watched Argo. Wow. I'd said to Callum that I wasn't sure if he'd like it or not (our phrase for movies like this is "too talkey"), but after, as we were going to bed he said, "I know you said it might be 'too talkey,' Momma, but there wasn't one minute that Argo wasn't super intense!" If you haven't seen it yet, go for it.

Sunday was our Supper Club, and I'll tell you more about that later this week, but hello, YUM. We're really starting to gel as a group, and that feels so nice. Good food doesn't hurt either. But the total bonus was getting my Project Postal letter in the mail late on Saturday. Sent by Stephanie from Pretty and Delectable. How wonderful to find a new blog! I took a quick peek this morning, (hello, lemon curd and skiing!) and I can't wait to go back for more! Thank you, thank you Stephanie! What a beautiful bright spot on my day! My Project Postal goes out today.

Thank you, too, to all of you who checked in on my funk. I'm pulling out of it. A bit, at least. It's nice to know I have such a good support system, and I have some work to do to. That's a good thing.

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