We called cousin Jeff, and he said he would come in the next couple of days. Today was the day, and the sad news is that the condenser is toast (the loud noise I heard) and there's another part that burned up because of that (the smokey smell). Additionally, we have a freon leak, which probably was the cause of the whole darn thing. So YAY - we probably get to buy a whole new unit! How awesome. But I have to say a little thank you to the poor dead unit for holding on until the heat wave was over. I can survive without A/C for a few days while we figure out what we need.
I was planning a trip to Texas over the Thanksgiving weekend. With this sweet surprise, I'm not sure if that's still in the works. We'll have to see what the damage is in a couple of days. *pouty face* I cheered myself up getting out the Halloween decorations. Skeleton pirate, skull fence, and pumpkins that spell out "BOO."
If I'm really nice to L, maybe he'll put up the spooky arch with the orange and purple lights. It's a major pain, but it looks amazing at night. This year, I've gone a little nuts inside too. I decked out the living room mantle with black branches in a mercury glass vase, blinged up a little black pumpkin, and got an apothecary-ish looking glass container to hold my little skulls, with a large black crow to stand guard. I love it. Oh - and little spiders crawling everywhere. Martha Stewart would be so proud.
I still have more plans: shredded cheesecloth evoking tattered drapes in a haunted house, and trying my hand at some spooky treats. I saw fingers with almond fingernails made from one of two things: pretzel dough or shortbread cookie dough. Pretzel dough is more trouble, but shortbread is fragile and hard to work with sometimes. I saw that Williams Sonoma also made them from shortbread cookie dough. Maybe I'll just buy them, and have them sent to my little goblins in other states.
I'd like to try them myself, though - just to say that I did. They just scream... Halloween.
My sweet Lexi called me yesterday to ask if I'd make a donation to her school. She had run 29 laps in the Mammoth Run to earn money. 29 LAPS!! She's 6 years old and ran that many laps AND kept track of them as well. Mema was mightily impressed. She was asking for $10. I sent $30. I am so proud of her for having the desire to do service for her school and for carrying through.
Matthew flew off his bike and creamed his face. Luckily he's fine. No broken bones or teeth. Mia likewise flew off her scooter while riding downhill and got a nasty bump on her forehead. Again, no serious harm done, although she was upset because her forehead wasn't "plain" like everyone else's. These children need to stop scaring Mema like this. It's hard to see the pictures when I'm so far away from them. But they're tough and will live to ride again.
I hope you're all enjoying some cooler weather. I even ordered a sweater or two in honor of impending fall weather. It's my favorite time of year, I think - even more than summer, I think. Of course, in California there's not much of a difference, except in the evening when the air turns crisp and brisk in the fall. If we're lucky we have some cool days, when sweaters and boots come out to play, but it's not unusual to have an 80 degree Christmas Day. Whatever your days, enjoy them. The holidays are coming, and I plan to enjoy them. All of the kids are elsewhere out of state, so they will be very different for us this year. We'll have to get creative, I suppose, and dream our dreams of less expensive travel times after the holidays when we can fly off to our longed for destinations of Boston, Denver, Austin, NYC, Provo...
I'm feeling a bit better these days. It's always a little bit cyclical. Comes and goes. The goal is for it to go as often as possible. I've been taking care of myself, eating better, making sure I'm exercising - everything you're supposed to do, and it's working. Yay... Dad is having a tough time. Week 4 of chemotherapy just passed and he's experiencing swelling and discomfort. Loss of appetite. He's discouraged, understandably so. I want to help, but how?... what? It's a helpless feeling for me, so I can only imagine how my mother is feeling. The cost of everything is frightening to them. It's horrifically expensive to take life saving measures. But expensive though it is, I am grateful they have the opportunity to choose their method of treatment. Choice is good, and my dad's doctor seems to be a good one, as well as a good human being. I'm grateful for that as well.
October is a lovely month, so take it all in - the changing leaves, the brisk air, the hint of holiday in the air. Buy chocolate for those little trick or treaters (and for yourself!) It's a whole month of black and orange spooky fun. Pet a black cat, and dance with a witch, a ghost, or even a princess in the light of a full moon, drink hot chocolate, cast good magic spells over your favorite little people. It's Halloween.