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Friday, November 02, 2018

A Bear Stole My Pumpkin.

It was missing from my front porch this morning, and Megan found it on the side of the house by the kitchen porch. You can see the teeth marks where the bear chomped down to carry it, but it appears the pumpkin wasn't all that tasty, since just a little bit was consumed.


My favorite t-shirt ever.


When my photo is taken indoors my hair looks dark. As soon as I get in the sun, every strand of grey sparkles like Brookes and my matching glitter shoes.


Grey. Our families version of camouflage.


We get to visit with this girl again in less than two weeks!

Thursday, November 01, 2018

I Get Love Letters from a Younger Man.

Miles and I are kindred spirits, with only fifty years separating us in age.


Be still my heart.


Last week I saw the dentist, next week is my annual physical, and today I went to the dermatologist and had weird things frozen off of my face. Ouch. After that trauma I deserved a treat, so Brewier took my to Highland Brewery for their small batch bourbon barrel aged, chocolate truffle stout. Easily the smoothest, tastiest beer I've ever had. I plan on going back tomorrow for another one.


Fall color is in full force and Brewier and I drove around for an hour, admiring the beauty...and the left over halloween decorations.






Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Happy Halloween and Sweet Sixteen.

We are not big halloween people, but Megan, Oliver and I did curate costumes from clothing we already owned. Megan was Indiana Jones, Oliver was a cowboy sheriff, and I was a leopard. (Leopard coat, shirt, belt, handbag, necklace, and a leopard ear headband.) It would have been awesome if we had thought to take a photo. We ran errands, visited Justin at Horse & Hero, and went to Trader Joes. Nobody was in costume, though when I went to have my blood drawn this morning, Kaitlyn was dressed as a bee...so fitting for her job.
I've been blogging for sixteen years now. I saw the trend in, and am now one of the few die hard, personal bloggers left. My favorite things about having a blog are that I have a record of my life, and the friends I have made, and even met, IRL.
The wind wasn't blowing so we had lunch on the deck, with Trader Joes donuts for dessert; I love apple cider donuts. I've bought some more herbs and am hoping they survive until Thanksgiving, fingers crossed.
I heard a noise on our little kitchen porch last night, and was able to snap a picture of this young bear before he saw me and scampered away. This is pretty much a daily occurrence. We have bear tracks across our decks and porches, and before stepping outside, we peek out the windows, and look around. Our bears have never been aggressive, but they are wild animals.






Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Monday Funday...wait...it's Tuesday.

Shopping with Megan today. She fell in love with this chair, and I bought a pair of boots, but not before first sending a photo to Sarah and asking her opinion.



This was lunch.


How all the tourists driving around town make me feel.


The Biltmore is in full fall color.



But is already decorated for the holidays, including the champagne bubbles suspended from the winery ceiling.




Monday, October 29, 2018

Hello From the Other Side


It's been awhile. Jessica and her family were here visiting, Brewier is working part time at a Halloween store, and I've been folding books. Other stuff has been going on, but I don't feel like writing, so I'll post pictures from the past two weeks.

















Tuesday, October 16, 2018

You're Not Seeing Double.

I'm just wearing two pairs of glasses.
Yesterday while I was measuring out millimeters, I did so by counting the grooves in the ruler by running my nail along it, then making a pencil mark by my nail. Today I put on both pairs of glasses and it was a miracle! I could SEE the millimeter marks. I ended up producing two heart books yesterday, and today I downloaded a snowflake pattern requiring 516 measurements, so Im happy I could see.

Rachel came over for brunch; we hadn't seen each other in over a year. A chunk of our time was spent talking about the crazy fast changes in Asheville. I was going today complaining, but that really wasn't what we were doing, we just discussed how different things are now compared to a few years ago, and wondered if things would slow down or collapse. (Our downtown will soon consist of just breweries, hotels and restaurants where locals can't afford to eat.)

In the afternoon Oliver and I sat on the floor attempting to disassemble a 2004 MacBook. We managed to get a few components out, but quit when we started smelling a chemical emanating from the case. As we sat there, Oliver looked out the window and softly said, "What beautiful weather." He is a boy who likes cold grey days, and the rain was a cherry on top.