No, I am not back in Colorado.
The week I returned from the mountains, we did get early snow (which didn’t stick), but my brother wasn’t quite as lucky. While our weather improved, his deteriorated for a bit. Thankfully, we are both back to nicer weather, although the photo above would make a nice Christmas postcard.
The last two weeks have flown by with a mountain of busy-ness. Personal/doctor appointments, cat sitting for a friend, churchy stuff, getting together with friends, cooking food for the freezer, taking advantage of beautiful fall days, etc. The book I avidly started reading in Colorado has fallen by the wayside, as has my attendance and visitation here.
Sooooo…catch-up is in order and I’ll try to make it brief (ha!) and with a few photos.
If you’re wondering about the pooch, I am Auntie Mary to Lita, the Chihuahua/Beagle mix. Full of energy that needs to be bottled and sold, she’s also stinkin’ adorable. Much like kitten Hoshi, though, she doesn’t always obey the rules because what fun is that?
Hoshi is giving me a run for the money. I am Borg, trying to assimilate her into the collective, but there is resistance at every turn when it comes to staying out of the kitchen, and off the table and kitchen counters. I have a new tactic for the table and counters, but although a spray bottle has immediate consequence in the kitchen, that consequence doesn’t last long. She gets a bath almost every day.
Meanwhile, Gibbs is wondering why all of the flowers on the patio left as that was his camouflage for watching the birds. He’s slowly realizing that many of the birds have left for warmer weather and all that’s left are the dead leaves being whisked across the parking lot by the wind. Gibbs handles his patio sadness with naps. Lots of naps.
As I said earlier, the weather has been better and the autumn colors have not disappointed. They were a little late this year, which I greatly appreciated as I got in a bike ride and a few walks among the yellows, reds and oranges of the season. I love being outside this time of year…the colors, smells, and crunch of fallen leaves are comfort for the soul…the peace we have here before the cold and snow hit.
I know, these images look like fun…or not.
Things aren’t always perfect in a new home. Case in point occurred the second day I was in Colorado. Brother took the dog for a walk and I took a shower. When I went to squeegee the shower doors, the tempered glass fell out of one of the doors and shattered all around me. In a million pieces. I cannot tell you how freaked out I was – surrounded by many bits of shattered glass, my big toes bleeding and wondering what the hell happened. I was able to escape the tub and glass on the floor by walking across a towel and thankfully, did not need a trip to the ER. I actually went hiking the next day and was fine.
The glass door was not installed properly to begin with, so not my fault…but, geez, I never want to experience that again.
For the last two years, I’ve contemplated going gray and always chicken out – until two weeks ago, when I finally found the courage to proceed with phase one via my stylist: stripping much of the dark brown color and replacing it with a combination of blonde, brown and the first outgrowth of gray. I actually love this, but not sure what total gray is going to look like. Phase two will occur in December and once all the fake color is out, I will decide to leave it completely gray or add a few purple highlights. I’m leaning toward the latter regardless because, honestly, life is too short to be conservative in all things.
That’s it for now. Caught up. I hope to have a little more time to blog in November, but I can’t promise because stuff just comes up out of the blue (like helping a friend rake leaves this past weekend) and this is the month when we enter the holiday season – preparing for Thanksgiving and cookie baking and enjoying what’s left of the fall weather.
Enjoy your Monday and Happy Halloween!