Greetings and happy fall! Things have cooled off considerably and we've been getting some light rain off and on. Feels like fall is here and we are more than ready!
McFamily was working on the yard this past week.
The boys cleaned out Gramma's window wells of trash, weeds, and leaves.
Been many overcast days. Perfect for yard work (and sleeping in late for Gramma--lol!).
Ian asked me if I would like a painted acorn. He asked me what expression I wanted...like smiling, frowning, etc. I said how about a cheeky little half smile?
The eyes are small and almost covered by the acorn bangs--lol! Pretty cute!
Got appointments made for pre-op physical and R-dr labwork both on October 12th. Still fingers crossed I will pass for the surgery. Had a sudden bad coughing day most of Saturday. No clue why. Comes and goes. Been so draggy I barely even worked on letters this past week. If I had a bed and was able to sleep in one I would probably have been in bed most of the week again--lol! Sorry my snailmail pals. I will try to do much better this week.
I am keeping busy catching up on shows and starting a couple new ones...plus YouTube channels I follow, of course. This is besides blogs--lol! (When one can barely move one can have lots of screen time on one's hands--LOL!) I like having several series going, actually, from more serious to more humorous. Then I can watch what I am in the mood for. ;) Right now it's Netflix--season 2 of 6 of Major Crimes, Acorn--season 19 of Murdoch Mysteries, BritBox--season 1 of 3 of Monarch of the Glen, Hulu--season 15 of Criminal Minds, and HBO--season 1 of Rooster (always enjoy Steve Carell). I am grateful I can get totally lost in good shows so that it makes me forget pesky things like pain. We really do live in the golden age of television!
Wild Card:
Having almost died several times, it was brought to mind early on. First time I was somewhere between 9-11 years old. Almost drown. Rescued by Brack and given CPR. We were visiting at their lake cabin. Floating on an inner tube in the afternoon, fell asleep, slipped through the inner tube and got tangled in the weeds. Remember going up to grab air ten times. My legs wouldn't work. The last time I went down I knew I wasn't coming up again...weeds all around me. Last I remembered. Brack (the dad) saved my life--which didn't flash before my eyes, BTW. Every time I could have died I just thought--oh, okay...so this is how I die...interesting...not what I would have guessed.
I've never been afraid of dying. So, I guess I have kind of always been at peace with my mortality. I'm just greedy and don't want to leave--LOL! I'd rather still be right here...even in pain all over watching Major Crimes--ROFL! I always figure there is more to do coming up, you know? Never afraid of going but also never really ready to leave this beautiful, magical, awful, terrifying place called earth. ;)
Till next week, my friends! :) :)
