The high ceilings and spacious rooms of this home are so cozy when it is raining. This past week gave us several days of steady rainfall. Mopping my floors from the days of applesauce-making I listened to Mullan Rouge and thought of the sad beauty expressed in some of the songs. Movies are made of such bittersweet drama, but what a horrid sad existence that sort of life would be–much more depressing than romantic. It’s only in fairy tales that such sorrow turns into “happily ever after” and Prince charming rescues Cinderella.  I could never imagine being in such dire straits as some of the sad classics present. “Someday I’ll fly away, leave all this to yesterday…” The music soars to glorious major keys as the singer imagines her dreams, only to abruptly crash back into minor tones, darkly portraying the singer’s inescapable reality. I thought of my simple sweet life. How could I be any happier! This past week was long because my husband was in Ohio training for his new season of selling Christmas light-hanging services. What a happy reunion we experienced when he returned to us yesterday evening! I am so spoiled to enjoy dinner as a family nearly every evening. Today was like a Saturday as we enjoyed a pancake breakfast followed by a 7-mile triangle hike of Liberty Road, Dollyhyde, and Mapleville with our lime green stroller and a backpack for the kidlets. Our lives would make a boring Halmark film, but I much prefer banal happiness to a Hollywood melodrama!