O Fortuna

I made it to Carmina Burana last Sunday! It was definitely an extra effort to arrange things around kid activities, and I had to give myself a couple of stern talking-to's (because all I really wanted was to read and nap and not go anywhere). My mom and E joined me - so that helped to get me out of the door. As expected - once I got there, it was fun and energizing and relaxing all at the same time. One of the biggest deterrents was the distance - almost an hour drive each way. I was really not looking forward to driving on a major interstate highway. The universe, in this case, has decided to help me along. My map app has unexpectedly decided to take me through some back-country roads instead of the major highway. Driving through the hills, seeing the colorful foliage, cute old houses with wells - so much better! Sometimes it's good to listen to your phone.

 I am reading Tana French's The Hunter - almost done and really like it so far. Will see how the ending is... I am a little nervous about how French is going to bring it all together. Her books have a tendency to pull me in to the point the world I am reading about become more real than reality. I have to make an effort to take breaks from this book and read something else (nonfiction, Meave Leakey's The Sediment of Time or random articles from New Yorker) to counterbalance the effect. If I "dissolve" too much in French's books, the consequence is days of feeling out-of-it, disoriented, and disconnected from my life. That's not a good feeling. I love her books but I have to be emotionally on-guard when reading them.

Other things that happened over the weekend:

• Raking leaves. Lots and lots of leaves.
• It's been very dry - the longest stretch of no-rain weather in this area's recorded history.
• Reading in front of the fireplace. 
• E had his last cross country race - he got his best time so far this year.
• H had rock climbing practice while C and I shopped for food and fun fall decorations.
• Hebrew School
• C had soccer - her team won. (Every time I take her to soccer, they loose. Every time my husband takes C - they win. C has concluded I am bad luck for her team.)