Fall break for Jack, a new recipe, and more miscellany

Minnie was a clutch baking assistant this weekend. Jack came home for fall break (YAY! WE MISSED HIM SO MUCH), and she helped me make delicious pumpkin bars (we added chocolate chips) and also pumpkin muffins. She's the best. (They're both Jack's favorites).

In other food news, I made THIS minestrone, and we lurved it. We had it with tiny ham and swiss sanwiches because HyVee gave me 1.75 lbs of ham when I asked for just .75, and they Door Dashed me the ground beef they forgot to give me-- only first they door dashed me SOMEONE'S ELSE'S GROCERIES that we had to keep since they were going to give her brand new ones, and she ordered A LOT of Swiss cheese. And dijon mustard, BOTH PERFECT FOR OUR TOO MUCH HAM.
 

I think one of my goals for next week is to do a better job with groceries. It has been MONTHS since Ben and I had time to go shopping in person, and my slap-dash meal planning is stressful.  think part of the HyVee problem was my last-minute ordering. Bah humbug.

This woodpecker has spent all morning beating its ponty little beak against a rock (?) outside my window. I think the person next to me thinks I am tapping on something because there's no way she can see the bird from her window.

My main job in life according to Dorothy and Cooper is to mail their clothes that they're selling on Depop. Dorothy sold some White Fox sweats in 5 minutes. Because I paid $70 for them initially,  and she was only asking a mere SEVEN DOLLARS.  No wonder they sold quick. **eye roll** That shopping bag is full of mylar envelopes, each containing a single item of clothing. The kids text me a QR code with a note telling me what item of clothing it corresponds to, and the person at the PO scans the code and prints a label. I smack the label on the envelope and seal it up. AND THAT'S IT. Depop is pretty great.

I sweated literal BUCKETS at hot yoga and then came out of the studio to my Ugg slippers and was VERY annoyed at myself. 

Dorothy had a 9-hour dance intensive on Sunday, and I got Starbucks for her and our neighbor who is also on the team since I drove the first leg of the carpool. And! I also got myself a pumpkin spice latte, and you guys! IT WAS THE BEST PSL EVER. Not too sweet. Perfect temp. Ideal swirl of pumpkin spice, erm, spice. THE BEST. Plato's PLS. I took a selfie to commemorate.

Dorothy forgot her lunch, so I dropped it off with "everyone else's" Door Dash. Honestly, while I was packing her lunch, I rolled my eyes when she told me EVERYONE ELSE got takeout at these things. But maybe she was right. I texted her a photo, so I feel like she got the Door Dash experience anyway.

Annabel did her part to help Harry's new mattress find its shape. It boggles my mind when mattresses arrive in little rolled-up tubes and then get huge. I am a simple soul, what can I say?