Throw in the Towel

My color is red, my dad's is blue, my mom's is pink, and if you squint a little, you can see my brother's orange.

Call me a quitter, but that's precisely what I think I'm going to do. 

With only about a day left to go, I think I've finally rested my case for the annual family reading contest.

I had a good run, with 14 books read: two over my personal goal for the summer, and one over what I do believe was my previous record.

Things Never Change

The most beautiful movie device in the history of history. 

Today was my last weekday of sweet, sweet freedom. Cue the tears, the begging, the inevitable plans to join a circus rather than return to education. 

So, fueled by all that, we decided to spend today tripping through interstate antique stores, wishing summer would never end. Lots of interesting things abounded.

P.S. Pretty (Great) Scones

Remember when I made strawberry sconelets and started daydreaming about all the potential flavors?

Well, let me be the first to say...

Lemon-poppyseed works too.

And, hey, guess what? These look good even without glaze.

Yum.

-Riley

Sweet As Can Be

Yesterday afternoon (dinner, actually, since my eating habits are shot to absolute pieces) I finally spent the last of my Christmas gift cards on frozen yogurt.

Sweet Cece's frozen yogurt, all thanks to my dear friend and fellow scribbler Sarah.

Do All For Cats

When I was in elementary school, I was the bookish type. I loved the library. I loved the librarian and her straight teeth and her long skirts. I loved story time. I loved it all.

So, in essence, things really haven't changed all that much.

There was one book, in particular though, that I absolutely adored when I was a little one. It was a hand-illustrated reference book called Cats, and I checked it out as many times as I could, I read it on the bus and in class and at home, and (just between us) by middle school, I halfway regretted not "misplacing" it at the end of fifth grade and just paying the fee to have it as mine forever and ever.

Unfortunately, I did nothing of the sort, and last night, like some kind of nerdy phantom limb pain, it was bothering me terribly.