From the 90's to the 60's

Here we go with this unpredictable weather.   It has been very warm this week in the mid 90's.  Tonight the temperatures are dropping about 30 degrees and the high tomorrow will be about 60.  Crazy.  I remembered to turn the air conditioner off in my car so the blast of cold air wouldn't send a rush of goosebumps all over me.   Fall is preparing to float in I guess.  It's raining outside now.

My Mister got in from Chicago last night about 8.  There was a casual outdoor living show there.  I know you will think he's crazy but - he drove - yes, he did.  My man will not fly and he was even in the air force, but will never fly again.  He says he has no control over matters in the air, but on the ground he has a little control.   Approaching Chicago, he called me and I could hear the anxiety building up about the traffic.  Without me putting in print any language he might have said, let's just say he made it and is now back home. 

Right after work today, I headed west for a larger neighboring city.  I wanted to visit Pier I and check out their fall stuff, sniff some candles, and just hang out in there.   I didn't want to be around dogs and horses and my house for a little while this evening.   I feel empty-nesting approaching and I'm not sure what I want to do with myself.  I've been thinking about that a little bit (just a little). Anyway, I spent a good deal of time in Pier I.  The little sales girl gave me my space and let me do my thing in there.  I came home with some fall smelling things, a pumpkin of sorts, and a few baskets. 

I've pretty much decided I'm not going to have my farm party this year.  I've had one every year for several years now.  Last year was incredible. A huge amount of friends came.  We had a cookout with a blue grass band.  It really was a good time.  We woke up the next morning and someone had stolen one of our cars.  Yea, that was a really good party.  We did get the car back days later in great condition, nothing taken out of it.  It drove me crazy for a long time.  I had a guest list and just couldn't imagine any of the invites taking it.  We had a detective stay on it for a while, but felt it was probably someone taking a joy ride from the back woods. The tax payers dollars should go toward catching some real thugs and murderers, etc, so we dropped it.  Anyway, for some reason my heart's just not into having the party this year.  I might have a smaller dinner or something.  The summer heat just zapped a lot of my energy and it takes a lot of work to do a big invite on the farm.  So I'm scratching that.

We're ordering our firewood tomorrow.  We have a woodstove that we use quite a bit on our middle floor.  We don't have to, but it just feels so good on cold evenings.  The flooring on the middle floor is brick which heats up from the fire in the woodstove.  The dogs all lay around there sleeping on their beds warm from the fire.  We might need a fire this weekend. 

It's been a long hard week.  Tomorrow is Fabulous Friday and I'm so ready.  Hope your Friday will be good to you.   Debi