Here we are, October 4. Already. How did this happen? One day I'm lamenting that we can't go on our trip in late August, and the next it is already fall. Maybe it has to do with the fact that I'm always exhausted and sleeping the day away. That must be it.

Yesterday, I planned the next few weeks out with recipes and shopping lists and more. Then I went shopping and got all the food that I needed. When I got home and put all the groceries away, I realized that I hadn't planned anything for dinner that night. Silly mistake. And all the meat I was planning on using was still in the freezer, so not usable right away when we wanted dinner. So we turned to homemade pizza again, and thankfully it was a hit. Every time that I think I'm skimping by making something easy or something we have all the time, B is so excited to be eating that. Does he actually think it's a good dish or does he somehow know that I'm feeling in a rut and wants to make me feel better? Whatever the reason, I'm thankful for it.