Fall

The leaves are being emo. It happens.

I’ve been holed up in my room for the better part of the month now, trying to get ahead in all my work but feeling all my momentum slowly fading everyday before the hours of noon and I find myself wondering where my day went.

For the past 6 weeks or so, I’ve been teaching some music and yoga classes at an afterschool program for at-risk youth, grades 1-4. They are absolutely adorable. And complete monsters, each and every single one. They made me lose my temper once, which, unless you’re my family, is pretty hard to do. It’s kind of awkward giving someone a time out in the middle of a yoga flow.

I’ve been particularly crafty this fall. Let’s just say I have way too much yarn (and no, knitting is not my plan for them).

I think this year, I’ll make a turkey for Thanksgiving. I’ve got a new recipe to try, courtesy of Alton Brown.

Yes.

 And maybe carve a pumpkin?