Not just the weather report
Today I woke up to a temperature of 33 degrees and a cold and nasty wind that steadily swirled the leaves all across my yard. You won't catch me complaining about the weather in the summer months - not even when a short walk to the car brings a sweat to my brow and causes endless sneezing throughout the day. No, no, not me! I can take the heat! I love the heat - you can say I LIVE for the heat. But this? Uh uh. This I detest.
So I'm thinkin' it's going to be a pretty crappy day all in all and I'm not all that thrilled about getting dressed and being out in it. It's Tuesday, which means I'll be visiting Theresa. I went last night for a short visit to do her nails, but she wasn't in the mood to let me so I promised I'd do them tonight. I also have some of her laundry I promised to do - Michele gets back tomorrow and I don't want her to have to come back to an overdue heap.
It's complicated about Michele. She's Theresa's daughter, also a friend of mine, and yeah I'm saying it, also my boss. NOT to be confused with visiting Theresa to impress her. We're way beyond that Theresa and I. We've been friends for a long time now and I think we just need each other. My grandmothers' have been out of my reach for a long, long time now and she's a sweet lady who was glad to make a new friend. We fit perfectly together.
Anyway - it's Tuesday and that means I'll be making the trek there after work, and then coming home to a dinner Ira has to plan. That means we'll probably be going out! That man of mine is no cook, but he does know how to pick the good eating spots!
Time to get ready. I think it's a jeans type of day even though it's not supposed to be. Ivy got away with it yesterday and I think I'll try my hand at it today.
So I'm thinkin' it's going to be a pretty crappy day all in all and I'm not all that thrilled about getting dressed and being out in it. It's Tuesday, which means I'll be visiting Theresa. I went last night for a short visit to do her nails, but she wasn't in the mood to let me so I promised I'd do them tonight. I also have some of her laundry I promised to do - Michele gets back tomorrow and I don't want her to have to come back to an overdue heap.
It's complicated about Michele. She's Theresa's daughter, also a friend of mine, and yeah I'm saying it, also my boss. NOT to be confused with visiting Theresa to impress her. We're way beyond that Theresa and I. We've been friends for a long time now and I think we just need each other. My grandmothers' have been out of my reach for a long, long time now and she's a sweet lady who was glad to make a new friend. We fit perfectly together.
Anyway - it's Tuesday and that means I'll be making the trek there after work, and then coming home to a dinner Ira has to plan. That means we'll probably be going out! That man of mine is no cook, but he does know how to pick the good eating spots!
Time to get ready. I think it's a jeans type of day even though it's not supposed to be. Ivy got away with it yesterday and I think I'll try my hand at it today.