10.09.2009

10.9.09

Things are moving more quickly than they were last year, because all of a sudden I've already found myself here and here. How did that happen?

I'm ready for cooler weather. (Why, hello, sunny 80 degree Friday afternoon! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO WORK WHEN YOU'RE AROUND?) I'm ready for socks and stew and big piles of fallen leaves and apple cider and a metric ton of cinnamon on every bite of food that enters my mouth. I'm ready to snuggle on the couch with a beer/cup of tea/cup of cocoa to watch football for hours and hours each weekend day. I'm ready for any number of things, as long as those things can be accomplished from my home. Because the autumn nesting cycle has totally begun. I'm so channelling my inner Martha...just in daydreams and intentions, though - I'm not actually lining my silverware drawers with holiday-complementing contact paper.

I'll never be THAT Martha.

But I am wishing/praying for a cold front...mostly for a reason to make this or this (actually, those are my plans for Saturday and Sunday, respectively. I'm so lame. But I do have the confit, beeyotches! Thanks to these guys. They rock.)

I'm not ready to finish processing applications. This is the only time that being a singer hangs me up...I hate not being able to grant everyone an audition. Blargh.

Edited to add: If you're in an autumn frame of mind, check out this slide show. Pretty landscapes, cranberry harvesting, and pumpkins. And you're correct - that IS a 14-point buck, my friends.

On the Eat.Sweat.Blog front, I'm happy to say that I've worked out 6 times this month (including kettlebells with the boss lady last night AND a run this morning.), and have completed one lousy eating challenge. Granted, I still have Polish Schoolteacher Underarms (the kind that could thwap you - I mean you in the third row - for a sassy comment while standing at the blackboard.), but now they're really sore. So that's good, right? Fortunately for the 5 of you that read this (hi Mom!), the website has a blogging platform, so I don't have to bore you to tears. Here's to maybe not being my own oom-pa band by the end of the month.

There's a lovely breeze, and just enough light left to walk Boo around the 'hood. Happy Friday, y'all!

My five:
  1. The last sandal day of the fall...you can feel a boot-auguring edge in the breeze.
  2. The sound of outside...no music, no tv, no radio...just leaves and cars and neighbors.
  3. Crossing things off the to-do list.
  4. An agenda-less Saturday. (Well, officially agenda-less, anyway.)
  5. Feeling like there's a little bit of magic in the air...

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