November 6, 2010

  • Not much...

    ..appears to want to be written. I'm still working on avoiding sugar, though I've been a little looser with it in the last twenty four hours. After all, pumpkin is a vegetable, so pumpkin pie on it's own without whipped dream is ok. Except with the pie actually in the house I have found myself thinking about it and wanting it.  Pickles and cranberries jellied in cider seem to take the edge off that craving. 

    I had a delicious pedicure today. My feet are so soft and smooth, the nails painted scarlett. I felt relaxed for the rest of the day. 

    I found some beautiful garlic today at Foote Street Farmstand. Some of it will go in the ground for the winter. Erik wants to grow garlic this year and this will make his dream come true. We'll plant in tomorrow's chill air. There are rumors of sun on the horizon.

    My children's paternal grandfather died in mid-October. His memorial service was today in Massachusetts. "Grammy" is still alive though she has been victim to a spell of ill health. Neither was at the wedding of Dylan and Becca in August. She will have her children and her grandchildren there. I've offered my sons comfort over the phone.  It feels like not enough, but they have other people in their lives to comfort them. I've thought of calling them tonight to see how they are. Grammy flew D&B in from Oregon for the service. It feels a little like when they'd be at their dad's and I would want to call them but did not want to infringe on their time together. So I send them hugs and kisses on the air and prayers for their comfort and well being. 

    Blessings abound