A Breath of Fresh Air

I have been a frequent customer at Joann Fabrics lately.
I thought you all should know.
It has been crazy- I have gone a little crazy.
My sewing hands cannot possibly keep up with my sewing brain.
I have a lot of projects I would like to do and not enough time to do them.
You would think that I would have all the time in the world- you know- since technically I only have 2 friends down here- but no- somehow the time still seems to fly by each day.
It must have something to do with the two children I have to play with, feed, love, and take care of.
Not to mention fitting in cleaning and eating into that equation.
And lets not forget crazy eyes McGee.  He would be sad if he was forgotten about.
Anyway, I still need to be prepared if ever the opportunity strikes to get some of my favorite projects done.
Hence the frequenting Joann fabrics.
I have also found some favorite local shops that see my face from time to time....
Today I decided that the kids and I needed to get out.  And I needed to pick up some last minute things for Noni's costume.  So we got all ready and headed out the door to go to JoAnn's.
We were out the door and half way down the steps when I realised the van was gone.
Justin had taken it to work.
To his credit we did have the first snowfall of the season last night.  And it was a bit chilly this morning. 
But by the time we were ready to go most of the snow had melted and it was a crisp 5 degrees outside.
So I wasn't about to let the lack of a vehicle stop us from venturing out to our favorite venue.
We decided to walk and retrieve the van.
I strapped Noni into the ergo on my back.  (note to self- next time put his toque on BEFORE he goes in the ergo on your back...  it is not a pleasant thing to try and explain to a 3 year old how to put a toque on a baby...)
Put Ruby in the stroller (because the 2 seater was in the van- so we only had the old single stroller)
And we embarked on our 25 minute walk to Justin's clinic.
It was wonderful!
We collected leaves of every color- though the fuscia ones were Ruby's favorite- we looked at the little bits of snow left of the ground.  We talked about each chapel that we passed (we passed 3), and we managed to only lose one toque (which we later went back and found) in the process.
It was fun.
And we made it to JoAnn's and got the needed fabric (and some extra- you know just in case).
It made me realise that maybe I don't hate winter so much.  Atleast the mild winter.
Ok, I don't hate fall.  The jury is still out about the whole -40 winter thing.
In fact I am quite in love with the crisp fresh air...