The promised cold front finally arrived yesterday and it's a doozie. This morning at 0600 it was 50 degrees, but the wind was blowing 25 mph, making the wind chill feel like 44. Let's hope the leaves take the hint and start changing colors.
Friends here on Blogger who live up north keep showing scenes dominated by reds and oranges and yellows, while I look outside here and still see lawn mowing crews. Here's hoping my east coast friends can make it through the "Perfect Storm" the weatherguessers say is coming their way.
I had some free time yesterday ('cause I'm retired....see above ;), so I went and voted. The line wasn't too long and I was in and out in 10 minutes. I really felt cheated, though, because I know that regardless of how or even if I vote, the outcome in my county and state isn't in doubt. I'd like to see a little suspense, you know?
And finally, my "Things That Chap My Hide" for the day: I hate it when I'm trying to make a sandwich involving peanut butter and I'm down to the very bottom of the jar. There is no way to get the PB out without getting it all over the handle of the knife. Klutz that I am, it's a short jump from getting it on my hand to on my clothes and in my hair.
Listen up JIF....make your jars shorter and wider at the top. They'll still pack and ship just fine. Trust me.
Have a great weekend everyone.
S
