Day #102 (Sunday) (MYFA Football Season is FINALLY Over)

What happens when a woman decides to spend a year following Martha Stewart's Homekeeping Handbook?

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Monday, October 19, 2009 Day #102 (Sunday) (MYFA Football Season is FINALLY Over) Well, even though we shouldn't have made it as far as we did, it was still sad to see MYFA red division Falcons lose today. The kids worked so hard and were so good about handling the defeat (even though if the stupid refs, umpires, and line judges had called the 3 false starts by the other team, who knows? We could have won.)

It was cold & rainy... again. Just about as bad as Saturday, which wasn't good because Frankie was sick (made getting Julia ready for homecoming THAT much more fun) and Maura spent the whole day, outdoors, at Girl Scout camp (Daisy Scouts aren't allowed to spend the night at camp and have to be picked up at 9:15pm.) So, Frankie ended up feeling worse and Maura started coming down with the same thing as Frankie. :(

After getting home, my friend's son, Patrick, came over for a play date. I felt so bad for him, as we was a player on the Falcons team. I know he worked hard all season. So, to make him feel better, we broke out all the stamping and crafting supplies (he really enjoys that stuff) and I made a HUGE batch of brownies. That made him smile.

Dinner was homemade French toast (Martha's recipe but with pumpkin pie spice instead of cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg, etc.) with homemade cinnamon apples (Rachael Ray's applesauce recipe, but it's more like Boston Market's cinnamon apples than like applesauce) and applewood smoked bacon. Double YUM!

Then it was off to our minister's house for coffee and dessert, as he and his wife were hosting a party for the 12 new members we've had join our congregation (since February!) As I'm on the board and my husband is on the membership committee, we both kind of had to be there. It was a very enjoyable night.

Getting home, I put all the kids to bed and just collapsed. I'm afraid to see the amount of laundry needing to be washed in my laundry room.

Mary