Whoah

It's November in the Adirondacks, and I am in a tank top swatting flies. What is wrong with this picture?

Anyway, trip up was peaceful and lovely...but longer than I remembered. Have to get back in the groove again. My plan was to bake all the chicken pieces in my fridge and the boys could munch on delicious oven-baked, coated chicken, raw carrots, and wine sap apples...but then a friend, who was long overdue for a catch-up, showed up unexpectedly in Brooklyn from the far away land of Manhattan and all that healthy, nutritious prep was dropped in lieu of ladies brunch at Sweet Melissa. See. I haven't posted for awhile but not much has changed. We are still flying by the seat of our pants. The boys and I stopped at the lovely Malta Diner instead. The diner was fine but the city planning folks of Malta must have been on crack when they designed the off road from the highway -these crazy traffic circles everywhere a la London. "Look kids Malta Diner. Look kids Malta Diner"

We arrived in time for Jenga, Shut the Box and then shut off the lights and go to bed while mom blogs. More tomorrow!