Is it "Autumn" or is it "Fall"? Knowing I would regret it, I Googled "four seasons". After wading through references to a band and a hotel chain, I found what I was looking for- sort of. The season we're currently experiencing can be called either. The word "Autumn" has been used for centuries... "Fall" became more of a slang term for the season during the time the US was becoming a nation. Thus, the US is the main country in the world who uses the word "Fall". Personally, I think "Autumn" sounds more elegant- maybe I'll try to bring it back!
"Autumn" and football go together. Now, we live in a college town and its very much a football town. Our kids have been to Marshall University football games before. Louie grew up in Charleston and trekked to Morgantown as a kid to see WVU play. It's a whole different atmosphere- some good and some bad, depending on how far away you are from the student section- and Louie wanted Garrett and Hannah to experience it. We were fortunate enough to be given tickets and a premium parking pass for the day and we headed north. We saw some unbelievable tailgating that day. Hannah actually liked watching the game the best and Garrett was amused by the theatrics and the band's choice of pep songs.
Another "Autumn" ritual in our lives is Apple Butter Weekend. Our entire church is invited out to the Booth's farm to eat, play and make apple butter. It's also a reunion of sorts when we see friends who come into town for the weekend. Friday night there was football in the field, hot dogs to roast, tractor rides and lots of good conversation.
Working as an aide in a Kindergarten class has its perks. All our field trips center around Community Helpers and this week we took a field trip to the Fire Department. I planned the day but it turned out far better than I expected. We started the morning with 2 fire fighters talking to us about fire safety, but by the end, we had 6 fire fighters along on a tour of the firehouse. They really seemed to enjoy our kids and one even leaned over as we were preparing to leave and whispered, "Can we show you just one more thing?" We left cookies and muffins with them and a beautiful framed flag the kids made out of construction paper and presented to them.
Working every day has been a little hard to get used to. It's a lot to keep track of and still stay on top of things at home... and still find time to just "be" with my family. So, when we find little opportunities to hang out, we snatch them. Last week, a string quartet from the Huntington Symphony Orchestra visited our school. They offered free tickets to their season's opening night. Garrett and I headed downtown to the Keith-Albee theater and took in a great concert. That theater holds a special place in my heart. Generations of my family have gone to movies and shows there... Louie and I went there on our first date (I still have the ticket stub!)... and sitting in the balcony is the coolest experience. I was also impressed that Garrett actually knew the names of several of the movements they played. And to top off the evening, there was a cello solo which I loved! (The cello is my favorite instrument)
As "Autumn" has unfolded, we've come to the end of another volleyball season. It was short and sweet. Last week, we had a home game and it was Senior Night for three of Garrett's classmates. The middle school and high school teams played, so Hannah and Becca had back to back games. Louie and Garrett provided music and sound for the night. It was a nice evening.
(Aren't they cute?)
Garrett is stretching his creative muscles this "Autumn" by performing in the community theater production of "Little Shop of Horrors". He plays the role of the flesh-eating plant. (Ha!) It's an odd comedy and he's got some famous lines like, "Feed me Seymour". The show opens Halloween weekend and runs for two weekends.
We spent Sunday afternoon celebrating with our friends as their son Blake received his Eagle Scout Award. This was such a huge accomplishment and took so many years- yeah, Blake!
Yesterday may have been a regular day to you, but to me, it was monumental. It was my hubby's 41st birthday. I'm tempted to get very sentimental here- I could tell you that there was a time when I wondered if he would live past the age of 40 after his open heart surgery... I could tell you that there was a time when I wondered if our marriage would survive to our 40s... but instead I'll just praise God for how things are today. Today, I'm celebrating that God in his providence knew exactly what I needed (even when I didn't know what I needed) in a spouse. I'm celebrating that God has protected Louie's physical life again and again. I'm celebrating the fact that Louie is healthier today than he's been in a very long time. I'm celebrating the fact that our marriage is healthier than its ever been. I'm celebrating every little quirk that goes along with Louie- its who God created him to be and I really wouldn't have him any other way.
We celebrated simply- like every other Sunday. We went to church and spent time with friends. We ate and laughed. Louie and I actually had a few minutes alone to look each other in the eye. Becca made her daddy a homemade card that told him how much she loved and appreciated him. I bought him a new pair of jeans that actually fit. (The same size he wore when we got married) A simple day- but exactly what he wanted.
This week, we have an "Autumn" Break from school- a whole week off. Of course, I have a to-do list of things that have fallen to the back burner. The kids will be helping me around the house... they just don't know it! But I also have a book I'm already hooked on that I'll have my nose in every day. Sometimes we just really need a break and I'm not going to take this week for granted but instead, try to soak every minute up.