Fall, Phase 4

Hello, my name is Kara and I'm addicted to...

RIBBON.

And this is why:
For the past 3 Falls that have come around (and occasionally in between), I've made the long trek up to Hagerstown, MD. There's a little gem of a store up there in this historic town that calls my name, teasing, taunting me until I give in. Ever heard of the Ribbon Outlet? No worries, I hadn't either until she introduced me to it. Where I am singing her praises for the introduction, Drew is cursing her name for the same reason. I never knew I needed 60 yards of 1-inch autumn-orange grosgrain ribbon until I spotted it from across the room and it called to me, whispering, "Pick me up Kara. I'm only $1.25. What's the harm in bringing home a monster spool of ribbon for a mere $1.25?" My problem is that I fear for his loneliness in my Ikea ribbon box and so I throw in 10 or 15 of his friends...every time. And before I know it, I'm the proud owner of a lovely 30-yard spool of 2-inch leopard print fabric ribbon that I just KNOW I'll find use for someday.

There, it's out. I've confessed what I've come here to confess. Ah, I feel like a weight's been lifted from my shoulders. No need to hide my secret jaunts up there and then minimize the enormity of my loot once I come home. Now, onto my stash. You're curious, aren't you? You wouldn't think I'd tease you with the thought of a Crafter's Mecca and then not give you any proof of its existence, would you?

This is what I brought home a few weekends ago on my latest run up there. Sum of my purchase: $25.

Each bag you see was a mere .20 for a total of $1.00 for everything in this picture. Have I converted you yet? The only downside to buying these bags is you have to sit there and roll it once you're home. Helps if you have a super awesome hubby who'll acquiesce and "roll with it".

Lastly, each little spool of red was .10, for a total of $3.80 for all those spools. Brown ribbon was $2.00/spool.

And just to show you that my addiction has not gone to waste:
My latest Fall craft. I seriously love how it turned out. Got the idea here. Didn't turn out quite as cute, but it still found a home in my entryway.

The "L" in my FALL mantle arrangement.

Lest we forget my other obsession? Hair bows for the girls. The holder and the bows themselves were the direct result of ribbon outlet ribbon.

And just to remind me to keep my addiction at bay, a daily reminder that I probably don't need any more...for now.

It's fun to have a little addiction, though.

Fall, Phase 3

For the past 3 years we've gone apple picking as a family at Carter Mountain Orchard in Charlottesville. It's super fun. They're delicious. We go to Michie Tavern for lunch afterward. It's a grand time. It was conveniently located 45 min. from Richmond when we lived there. It's now not-so-conveniently located 2.5 hours from our house.

So this year we "branched" out and drove to a picturesque family farm in Markham called Hartland Orchard. LOVED IT.

A few comparisons we made while there, leading to our change of loyalty from Carter Mountain to Hartland (sad, but inevitable):

1. Hartland's plethora of apple varieties puts Carter Mtn. to shame. Our favorites: York, Fuji, and Granny Smith. Delicious.

2. Hartland lets you drive your car THROUGH the orchards to your desired picking spot, instead of having to park in a parking lot and trudge your family up a hill. Totally convenient.

3. Both places have apple pickers, which are heavy but awesome. Not recommended for kids. (Not even recommended for weak-armed moms who've slacked going to the gym all summer.)

4. On top of their gargantuan apple orchard, they've got over 4 acres of pumpkin plants so you can harvest your own pumpkin. This, admittedly, was only fun for Drew and me; the girls were not so impressed. Mostly they liked the wagon ride through the pumpkin jungle and were bugged by all the, well...bugs. I'm not sure, though, how I feel about our ONE 25 pound pumpkin costing more than our whole PECK of apples (I'm not sure how many pounds that is, but it's a ton, I assure you).

5. Although Carter Mountain has fresh-made apple doughnuts ready to devour after you've picked all your apple loot, Hartland offers apple-butter-making demonstration outside, a huge pumping cider press, and beautiful, cheap gourds by the crate-ful.

6. Also, Carter Mtn. charges you by the pound for you fruit, which can get pricey (we usually walk away muttering to ourselves, "How the heck did we just spend 25 bucks on apples???). Hartland, however, charges by the bag-ful, or peck. $10 flat rate- however many apples you can fit in a bag. Score.

So far we've made 2 batches of applesauce and caramel apples. Mmmmm...

7. And lastly, although we love the experience of indulging in colonial American food at Michie Tavern after Carter Mountain, Cafe Rio in Manassas was waiting for us on the ride home. Who can complain with that compromise?

Now THAT was a good day.

Addison has a cold. Makenna is starting to get one. I'm not letting them share sippy cups because I don't want them to swish swash their germs.

This afternoon Makenna picked up Addison's cup and asked, "Does this have Germans on it?"

This morning I woke up to find both my girls asleep in bed with us. After a couple hours of putting up with their kicking, pushing, and general restlessness, I roll over and Makenna declares, matter-of-factly, "Move Mom. You're in my space."

Thanks kid. Right back at ya.

Fall, Phase 2

One of our favorite things to do in the Fall, probably THE favorite, is to visit Cox Farms. In looking back through our blog, I wanted to link up to past posts I'd done about Cox, then realized I've NEVER DONE ONE! I can't believe this, especially since this place is so amazing. So I've come up with a Top 10 list for you in case you've never been.

Top 10 Reasons to Pay a Visit to Cox Farms:
1. It's one of the cheapest family dates around. In fact, up until this year, it's been absolutely free. Now, for online members (I get their newsletter once a year), it only costs $5 per person (over 2). Amazing deal, right? For our entire family to partake in 5 fun-filled hours of farming goodness, it was all of $15. DEAL.

2. The slides. Take a look at the pictures. 'Nuf said.

3. The hayride, which just keeps getting better every year. From Dora to Strawberry Shortcake to dancing aliens to the presidential line-up, just about every pop culture icon imaginable is there to greet you on this zany hayride.

4. Goat Village. A chance for kids to feed the goats from an ice cream cone filled with goat feed in it. We were convinced they starve the poor goats for 2 weeks previous to opening weekend, just so they'll eagerly engage with "the hand that feeds them".

5. A plethora of wood cutouts for picture posers. This is the first year I haven't had to bribe Makenna with oodles of kettle corn in order to get her to pose behind the creepy wooden figures. In fact, she was BEGGING me to take her picture. "Look Mom! I'm a farmer!" "Look Mom, I'm Dorothy!" and "Here Addison, stand here and stick your head through there. It's not scary."

6. The PHAT hay bales that dot the festival for kids of all ages to jump off. Makenna put many kids her age to shame by unhesitatingly taking a leap off the top.

7. Free apples and apple cider. Enough to get you drunk off its goodness. The first year we went, we spotted families filling up canteens and jugs with the cider(I thought it was a little shady, but I didn't blame them- IT'S SO GOOD). Then last year they had signs up everywhere, warning those hoarders to "beware".

8. A fun chance to hang out with friends. We've been going with the same friends for the past three years, which is always a blast. This year, though, word got out and we had a ton more families there with us!

9. Free pumpkins to take home! Each person scores a little pumpkin upon their departure.

10. Perfect Fall photo-op, resulting in tons of cute shots of the kids and family.

Love this place. If you live in the area, we'll see you there next year. If not, go find a rockin' Fall Festival near you and enjoy this gorgeous time of year!