It’s November already, for the love.

 

 

funny

 

Last week at Target I saw this.

 

 

It’s a joke – right?

 

fashionable

 

Alright. I’ve got two.

One.  I love my Bogs boots.  They’re about three years old.  They’ve been looking rough and I was wondering what I could do to bring back their glory.  I wear them year round and they are my first choice for comfort and style.  I found this Wren’s Leather Cream on Amazon and took a chance.

Success!  They look so fantastic!  I will definitely be heading toward their products for all of my other leather care – furniture and shoes.

 

 

Two.  What do we think about these new messy bun beanies?

The name throws me because I don’t love the word beanie in reference to headwear, but I can get over that.  On one hand, I think these are sort of brilliant – an option to keep your hair up in the winter.  On the other hand, I can’t decide if I like the look or not.  Ultimately, I want to try one on for myself and see what I think in real life.

 

 

flavorful

 

Also – many options this week.

One.  Here is a Halloween candy fail.

 

 

Peanut spread? 1x?  What is even happening here?

Two.  Also a Halloween fail.

 

 

Three.  Not a fail.  We love Sunday brunch.  And lately we love the Dutch Baby.  (Maybe I’ve shared it before.)

But this simple recipe requires so very little of me – in terms of ingredients, in terms of effort, in terms of time – and yet delivers so fully – in terms of taste, in terms of impressiveness in appearance, in terms of popularity amongst all of my people.  (And it’s so flexible – top it with whatever you have.  Peaches.  I wish I had some peaches to go with the Dutch Baby.)  And the name never fails to get a hearty chuckle out of Bergen.  So there’s that too.

 

 

faithful

 

I’ve been saying this in real life and in written words and in conversations with friends and family for as long as I can remember.

I think all Truth is God’s Truth.  You can find the Jesus is so much more than church and sacred readings and sanctioned events.

I found the holy in songs sung by the Avett Brothers last weekend while sitting in a full auditorium with my handsome and kind grown up nephew and a sweet friend and a couple thousand strangers.

 

 

For me, it was particularly evident in their song “No Hard Feelings”.

When my body won’t hold me anymore
And it finally lets me free
Will I be ready?
When my feet won’t walk another mile
And my lips give their last kiss goodbye
Will my hands be steady?
When I lay down my fears
My hopes and my doubts
The rings on my fingers
And the keys to my house
With no hard feelings
When the sun hangs low in the west
And the light in my chest
Won’t be kept held at bay any longer
When the jealousy fades away
And it’s ash and dust for cash and lust
And it’s just hallelujah
And love in thoughts and love in the words
Love in the songs they sing in the church
And no hard feelings
Lord knows they haven’t done
Much good for anyone
Kept me afraid and cold
With so much to have and hold
When my body won’t hold me anymore
And it finally lets me free
Where will I go?
Will the trade winds take me south
Through Georgia grain or tropical rain
Or snow from the heavens?
Will I join with the ocean blue
Or run into the savior true
And shake hands laughing
And walk through the night
Straight to the light
Holding the love I’ve known in my life
And no hard feelings
Lord knows they haven’t done
Much good for anyone
Kept me afraid and cold
With so much to have and hold
Under the curving sky
I’m finally learning why
It matters for me and you
To say it and mean it too
For life and its loveliness
And all of its ugliness
Good as it’s been to me
I have no enemies
I have no enemies
I have no enemies
I have no enemies

 

feels

 

Last week Otto had to write a sentence that used several proper nouns.

He wrote this:

 

 

 

 

 

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