Oh, for October!
I have been patting myself on the back for scheduling my colonoscopy on one of the hottest days of the year. It gave me a day out of the heat.Today, I got my legs back under me, so to speak, and got Kasia back on her schedule, including limited walks, especially in this heat.
I mentioned to a neighbor or two that I wished I knew a good rain dance or two to cool us down. If you know of anything, let me know, ok?
Don’t hate me because I do, but I do. I think back to when it was 9 below and I had to walk the girls and thought, spring will be coming. Spring. Spring got me smiling.The thought of summer didn’t.
Mosquitoes, heat,sweat, public transportation…not rocking my world.It’s my fault that I probably look like crap in a bathing suit, but hey,air-conditioning works.Sure, there’s watermelon, water-ice, pasta salad,water, iced tea,and healthier, lighter eating, but **shaking my head** I am and always will be a sweater girl. I like to be cool to the point of needing a little warmth. I know if I was younger,well, summer rocked. If I knew then what I know now, well, I’d never have to give my dermatologist business for skin cancer checks.
So I will veg out with some iced tea, and sit in front of the fan, but rest assured,I am waiting for October.
It’s almost October.
It’ll be a funny October for me, with Mom not being around.
My brothers birthdays are in October. My Dad’s birthday was in October. I always, as Mom got older, picked out the cards at her request, and it was bittersweet toward the end, to have her scribble Mom on the card, When it came to Daddy’s birthday, we always remembered him and both would be quiet with our respective memories, and once in a while, I would tell her a story I remembered about Dad, and she would smile.
So here I sit, typing away.Coffee cup at a safe distance away from my Mac, and I find myself remembering the past.
It’s good when your memories are, on the most part, pleasant.