Another gorgeous, cloudless sky…another day out with the camera. I drove through the neighborhood and took pictures of the fall and Halloween decor. I have made a note of where I was driving and want to go back to see how they decorate for Christmas.
For the second time in as many weeks, I have broken a plastic fork eating my Healthy Choice Salisbury steak. Last week, the incident was funny, but no steak or persons were harmed in the breaking of said plastic fork.
Today, while sitting with no less than 8 people, my fork broke and one half shot up in the air and landed in the the sauce surrounding my steak. If the incident had ended there, I would have been satisfied, but seeing the sauce dotting my friend Kelly’s arm and sweater made me want to crawl under the table.
I am glad I have friends who laugh with me, As I wiped off Kelly’s sweater (I promise it was one dot! You believe me, don’t you Kelly?), I shook my head and made a mental note to carry the plastic knife with me next time.
Fortunately for me, one of Kelly’s lifelong dreams is to try out new perfumes, and today she was able to test Eau de Salisbury Steak… or as I like to call it, Le Splash O’Broken Plastique Forke.
Snapshots from January’s Super Bowl Shrine
I might be able to sleep now.
Colts 29
Jaguars 7
That is all.
When I left the house this morning, it was 72 degrees and humid. I grabbed my jacket anyway, because the weatherman promised me I’d see some fall weather today.
In Houston, fall means lower humidity, blue skies, and temps below 80.
At 10 AM, the gusts of wind started, and in about an hour, it was in the lower 60’s. Now, it’s 58 degrees, the winds are howling outside, and I have my laptop on my lap to keep warm.
I’m watching football. The Colts keep punting. The Touchdown Monkeys are not pleased.
When the sky looks like this, you have to go outside, but when the sky looks like this, it’s fall, and I’m paying for going out now by sneezing. It was worth it!
I took my recycling to the center on Wespark, then drove around a bit. I saw a few fun things while I was out, but am not adept at taking pics while driving, and didn’t really see places to stop and take the pics. I did, however, see this during my travels and was able to take a pic during a red light.
I am looking forward to the cooler temps we’re supposed to have on Monday. I hope it helps my allergies. My allergies make me so tired, I’ve been typing things like “wasn’t don’t” for “doesn’t want” and I’m surprised none of those fun phrases have made it to print in my diminished state.
When I got home, I was greeted with the good news that I have jury duty in about three weeks. Joy of joys. 8 AM downtown. Too bad they won’t let me take a camera.
This is my 333rd post!
Not particularly significant, but we are having quite a storm and I wish I could get a shot of the lightning. I tried uploading a photo I found, but Blogger is having issues this evening. Maybe they got struck by lightning?
Yes, I am one of the people that enjoy standing next to the window or out in the storm… and I’m still alive (and apparently random-tired). Ha! Some years ago, I was at work when a tornado twisted down I-10, and yes, you guessed it, I was by the window watching it rain sideways against the green sky.
I’m fascinated by the weather, in part, because of it’s unpredictability. So powerful, destructive and life-giving, it’s tough for me to believe weather is just a random happening or act, when in fact, when lightning streaks across the sky, I know it’s an act of God.
And now, my random, tired self will now go to bed.
Peace… in the storm.
This morning started off in the usual way. It’s October, my allergies are berzerk, and therefore I awoke with a sore throat and severe congestion. I hadn’t gotten much sleep, so factor sleepiness in with dizziness and my usual morning clumsiness was amplifed by 1000. Yes indeed, this morning started off in the usual way.
At about 9:03 AM, my morning took a turn for the ridiculous.
I had a full cup of coffee on my desk, which I had set by my monitor, far away from my mouse and a safe distance from the many invoices that were being tossed about. Unfortunately my tissue box is next to my monitor, and at 9:03, when I had the urge to sneeze, I drowsily reached out for a tissue and…
…spilled my full cup of coffee… over the entirety of my desk.
I called out for Mark, who was in the next room, and he sprang into action. As only a father of two small children can, he assessed the spillage in a matter of nanoseconds, grabbed a roll of paper towels, tossed me some paper towels, and saved my stack of invoices, the phone, and my keyboard from the expanding coffee puddle.
The only casualty was my mouse pad. May it rest in peace.
Even though I jumped back from the calamity, I hadn’t moved quickly enough and a waterall of coffee baptized my new jeans. Thank goodness that coffee had been sitting for a while – it wasn’t scalding hot.
I decided I didn’t want to smell like Folgers all day, so I went down to the bathroom to assess the damage and see what I could do about it. My jeans finally dried, and other than a faint whiff of Folgers, no one could tell I’d spilled coffee all over my leg.
As I was cleaning up the mess, I found myself laughing and shaking my head. I didn’t let the accident get to me, I didn’t let it ruin my day. In fact, I took the picture to commemorate the occasion and have now shared it with many.
I’m glad I’ve learned to laugh at myself and can let people laugh with me. It’s definitely a happier way to live.
And I never did sneeze… at least not this morning.
Less than 30 days before NANOWRIMO, and I’m zeroing in on the subject matter. While I hope this book has lighthearted moments like my last one, I also hope that it teaches, encourages, and makes people think (which I hope my last one does as well).
I have been mentally preparing myself to “go to the well,” – that place deep inside me where I know the soul of this book exists. The subject matter is going to push me, stretch me, and possibly punish me, but I know it’s a story that needs to be told… otherwise, I may never sleep again.
The idea for this book has been keeping me up at night. I haven’t had that happen in a long time. When I have a book idea inside me that is this powerful, I feel responsible to bring it to life. I don’t know if the subject matter or the feeling of responsibility is keeping me up. I find either prospect exciting in a way.
Pray for me as I prepare and write in November! I can’t wait to see the story unfold.
And for this, I am very grateful. I feel better than I have in about a week, so that’s great news!
Sassy Dreams Awake 