I think this will be the last Daylily in my yard for the year. It’s officially fall…where I live anyway. I’ll be raking leaves from now till Christmas Eve (when winter starts).
We used to live in the Rocky Mountains, but got tired of the long winters so we moved to Northern California. We still have family living in the mountains who have found ways to overcome the snow. Here’s a picture of my brother-in-law getting into the hot tub today. The down coat and fleece lined boots won’t ever be the same. Below is a picture of my street today. Here in Northern California the leaves are just starting to turn. We had 80 degree weather last week, but it’s getting nippy this week with the temperature in the high 60s.
My wife just said, I haven’t met a mirror that wasn’t critical. My response, I haven’t met a mirror whose opinion I respect. Self esteem is perception.
I got this as change today. I did a double take to see if the clerk was my grandma…and if it was my birthday.
It’s starting to get overcast, windy, and ready to rain in Northern California. Chili season has officially begun. My wife absolutely loves chili. She even orders it as a meal at restaurants on occasion. It was something I could never understand. In fact, I used to mock her about it…until she forced me to go to a Chili Cook-off. After trying several styles of Chili I realized that there is a chili for everyone’s taste. My favorite style consists of beef, anaheim peppers, onions, a few beans, hot peppers, and of course the secret spices. My thanks goes out to a guy named Gene who runs a transmission shop and added one more thing to my life that I enjoy…even if my wife now has one more thing with which to mock me with “I was right and you were wrong”. My mother (who was a fantastic cook…and I’m not just say it because she’s my mom), taught me that cooking is not about recipes. Cooking is actually about ratios.
On Thursday I posted a couple of signs I saw that are starting to paint a picture of the economic conditions in my area (and probably the rest of the United States). We’ll here’s another sign that made me laugh at first, then gave me pause. I’m not sure what it means. It is most likely a simple commentary on this retailer’s experience with crime. Regardless of the meaning, this is another sign of our times. As a side note, I’m not sure if he really has a gun. Take a look at the picture he drew. The trigger is backwards. Nevertheless, I won’t be testing him.
A few weeks ago one of my kids met up with several of his friends from college to catch a San Francisco Giants game. They’ve graduated from college and their first “real” jobs have scattered them across Northern California. They landed in San Francisco, Napa Valley, Sacramento, Chico, and beyond. Fortunately for them, they’re not too far apart so they can still get together. As a parent, it’s fun to realize that these are the teenage boys that used to litter my family room gaming, watching TV, and arguing about everything from games to sports to girls. Ok, I have to be honest, sports, gaming, and girls are the only things they talked about…arguing or not. Eight of them applied to the same colleges and then picked the one that accepted them all. Probably not the best idea for someone who has aggressive career goals, but a great choice for a group of friends that understand what’s really important in life. Watching them start real life is very rewarding for
The high school near my house does a fireworks show every year for Homecoming. It’s close enough that all I have to do is get a lawn chair, a beer, and sit in the driveway. Technically, I’ve left the house, but my wife doesn’t count it that way.