Sunday, August 31, 2014
The weather this fall has been so odd! It is the end of August and already the leaves here in the valley are turning. This isn't supposed to happen yet!
But then again, neither is this! Snow. The SM and I have a bet going on. I think we are in for a long, cold, and wet winter! He thinks we are in for a longer summer. That we'll be fooled by these cooler temperatures and then it will heat up again dragging out the summer.
We all know I'm going to win. So, we'll just oblige him and when proof comes that I am right, I won't gloat too much as I send him out to shovel snow. Just a little, maybe, perhaps.
In the meantime, I've this to deal with. Dark church socks on the piano light. Perfectly natural, yes? Every mother walks into the room, sees dirty black church socks hanging from their piano light and finds it absolutely normal. Doesn't even bat an eye.
Dear Native, Mummy would like it if you would put your dirty socks in the dirty clothes hamper where they go hmm?
The reply: The socks are placed more firmly on the light as dear native laughs and sits down to play his music. It's going to be a looong winter whether the weather says it is, or not. Punk!
Speaking of punks! Want to know why this one has such a smug look on her face? It's not because she's just turned 14! It's because I was busy scrounging around trying to find my camera and told her to waaaaaaaait, dooon't blow out the candle until I get there. I turn around and find this.
Fourteen. Yes, you counted correct. There is only one candle there because as usual, I am so prepared that the candles that I did buy are, somewhere. I'd blame it on, "The Borrower's" but I'm afraid even The Native's are cluing in that, "The Borrower's" have a name. It's called, senility.