Monday and the Weepies

I am in a very Weepies mood today (the band, not the angst). 
A good thing, actually.

Lately it's felt like Fall.  Not just any Fall, Northeast Georgia Fall (only a bit chillier) - mild weather, light-sweater weather, with the occasional burst of sunshine.  Reminders of summer.

This is Isaac with the leaves he collected on our walk this morning. 
I'm loving all these Fall colors.  (But I'll always love Summer best.)

On Saturday we took Isaac to the Copenhagen Zoo to get some fresh air.  He's been cooped up inside for the better part of a week, sick.  Unfortunately the trip turned out to be a mistake as far as he was concerned - A Prolonged Tantrum at the Zoo.   Minus the elephants, the ice cream, and the wooden animals in the play-ground (go figure.)  But I got some good pictures and will be posting them soon.

On Sunday I went to church alone, and started to feel sick about two songs into the worship and had to skip out without telling anyone why.  Which felt incredibly stupid and embarrassing.  I hope I didn't offend anyone.

We have got to kick this thing ... colds, coughs, headaches, nausea, what have you.

Today we started our Self-Inflicted Torture Diet.  We've gone off grains and refined sugars, aside from possibly brown rice and the oats I put in my yogurt every morning.  Which means lots and lots of veggies and fruits and meat. 

So far we've made a big pot of vegetable soup, so yummy that you hardly even consider the giant loaf of French bread you'd like to have with it.

Tomatoes, potatoes, green beans, corn, carrots, onion, and garlic with a chicken bouillon broth. 

I'll keep you posted on how that goes, including how I feel when I walk by the gelato stand and bagel place (which are always open, it seems), and wish I was somewhat nicer to myself.