A Bowl of Cherries

I am so grateful for this past weekend. It was the first since early spring that all four of us were at home with nothing to do.

The cherry on top?

It rained.

A cool, steady, drenching rain.

Nearly all day Saturday.

It was perfect.

So with an empty calendar and a cloudy sky, I thought of what I might do...

I started a new crochet project. My niece shared a pattern with me last fall called the "Kellie" poncho.

(i'm not even kidding, that's really the designs name)

It's like, kismet... that poncho and me. We were meant to find each other on a rainy Saturday afternoon in August.

I'm doing it in a shade of aqua, to match the wool felt flower I made last week. I'm hoping to post pics sometime soon.

While I was hooking (oh! That makes me giggle.) I watched about six episodes of Gidget (Sally Field) with The Girl.

So fun, and frivolous... and wonderful.

And can I tell you a secret?

On Sunday afternoon we came home from church, ate leftover pizza for lunch, took the nap-of-all-naps (you know, the one where you wake up with pillow marks on your face) and had ice cream for dinner: cookies and cream. Two big scoops. And I didn't even feel guilty for it. Not even for half-a-second.

Seriously, the weekend was perfect. I should have taken pictures.

But I didn't, so I'll just say that our home this weekend.... Was an overflowing bowl of cherries.