Working on my sketchbook project. Not ready to show any new pages quite yet.
So excited for it to be Friday. It's one day closer to our sonogram next week. It's one day closer to my husband's weekend. And it's one day closer to tomorrow!
Tomorrow, a fellow BLM/blogger/friend, is going with me to the town Lyra is buried. I usually end up going by myself, on some random day, just because I have to see it. To make sure the tiger is still there. There's something really important to me about her being visited. To show she's cared for - that she's not abandoned. I'm glad for this friend's willingness to go and be a part of that with me. I'd love to know that other people are visiting her too.
There's also an arts/crafts fair that will be going on in the town, so we'll go and peruse and probably run into old college friends. Maybe get some Christmas shopping done...
I think it will be a day of remembering, laughing, mourning, sharing, shopping, and eating. And I'm looking forward to it :)