I selected my three beautiful things last night, before the end of the baseball game, so I’ll add the Red Sox World Series victory here in my intro as an honorable mention, with big cheers to the Sox fans (Shannon, Wendy, and Rudi, I’m looking at you) and apologies to the haters out there (Eileen, Marlene, and at least three of the Chrises).
1. After my semi-disastrous cookie-baking on Thursday, I was feeling leery about spending any more time in the kitchen, but I decided to persevere and make myself dinner. I’d been having a taste for chicken paprikas (chicken in a Hungarian-style paprika cream sauce with noodles) and it came out splendidly, which made me feel like I was getting a little of my kitchen mojo back.
2. My sister-in-law brought my nephews down to visit on Saturday, and the older of the two was very excited at having learned a new word on the way to my house: marathon. (They had passed the area where Sunday’s Marine Corps race was being set up.) As is his habit, he asked every question he could think of about marathons, and I found it so interesting to watch him figure out a new concept.
3. I found out this week that the student I tutor at the Washington Literacy Council passed a big test and moved on to the next book in the program. It’s a great confidence-builder, and I am so happy for him.