Fall into Fall

I've added a little Fall vignette to the entry way. I'm not into gory or a cartoonish Halloween. Maybe it's because my boys are older and over it.  I like little touches of Edgar Allen Poe and subtle hints of darkness.  Remember that I am a chicken so I don't really want to scare myself.    I picked up some books at Goodwill with scary titles and black bindings, then added some dead flowers and a black crow.  sceeerrrry.

Step One.

You know how the first step to fixing something is admitting it is a problem.  Well here it is:
I am the worst parker EVER.  It's not like I was in denial.  Lot's of people remind me.
You know those little cards you can buy that say, Nice parking job (*&^!!, well I decided that I should just keep one on my car at all times to save someone else the trouble.
There was a man in the grocery store parking lot that was looking at my car as I came out with my grocery cart and said, very enthusiastically I might add, "You are the worst parker EVER!!!!!"  to which I said, "I know, right?  I am the worst!"    well he had no where to go from there.  Sometimes you just have to own it.
Which brings us to the Post Office the other day, my arms full of boxes, and this very nice man parked next to me in a lovely car is trying to get into his car.  Trying is the operative word.  So he says, "You parked a little close!", and I said, "But you seem so thin!"  "Sir, I am the worst parker EVER!"  (insert smile and shrug)  He turned sideways and barely squeeezed himself into his beautiful car, and off I went into the Post Office trying not to laugh at my absurdly horrible parking issues.
So yesterday when I NEEDED some cupcakes I had to park in the hardest parking lot in town it happened again.  It has the best Jewish deli AND an amazing cupcake place so it is always busy and there is NEVER a spot.  Well the best spot ever opened up just as I pulled in.  It looked tricky and I just did the best I could.
I promptly took a picture and sent it to my friends with the caption, "Close Enough".
I crack myself up.  I like the part where my tire is almost on top of the concrete barrier thing.  You know when you hit it you say, "We're there!"
I do try to get it right, and when I'm parking it does seem like it's going well, it's just when I walk away and looked back I'm shocked at how my car doesn't really match up with the lines.  
I really don't want to take drivers training again in summer school, but it isn't looking good.  

A touch of Fall

Here's what I've been working on around here.  You know how the cobblers children have no shoes?  Well people who blog as their J-O-B well you get the rest!  Come visit me at www.ThriftingDenver.org and say hello!

Our little Vay-cay

 It is Fall already on the Central Coast in California!  We went to visit my son who is going to college there.  Lucky dog.

 Do you see the maniacal look on his face?  That is because I squirrel is about to climb up my leg and I didn't want to freak out and fall off of the cliff!  The squirrels are over-fed and will come right up to you for food.  (and to bite you, if you ask me.)  Monterey is the Native American word for "jacked up hair".  You have no idea how crazy frizzy my hair can get!  I put it up, but upon closer inspection I am not very cute bald.

 We were missing the little one!  awwwww

You know how skinny jeans and striped shirts with sparkly Top Siders look AHmahzing on Pinterest?  They look kind of shlumpadinka in real life.  We had a blast and I already miss my boy!!

I need to hire an assistant.

To sit next to me on an airplane ride and talk to me about Lutheran theology.  You heard me.  My husband and I didn't get to sit next to one another so I picked the next best seat, the one with the young man holding a sleeping baby.  If you were on an airplane in the 90's and had to listen to two screaming children that was me.  Soooorrrryyyyy!  Anywaaay, so I'm sitting next to this young man and an adorable sleeping baby in a pink onesie and we get to chatting.  Turns out he AND his wife are Lutheran ministers traveling with their 3 children.  I am normally TERRIFIED to fly but I felt really safe sitting next to a minister holding a wee baby.  That is good flying karma in my estimation.  He was really interesting and so cool and hip.  Thank you Reverend Flying Buddy!  (are you available for my trip home?) 

Faith is all it is.

 My son the 66 year old Rabbi.

Ok so my son is 16 going on 66.  He vacillates between wanting to be a physicist or a rabbi or both.  So the other night we were discussing faith and crazy religious beliefs.   I personally believe that ALL faiths sound crazy to ALL other faiths.  That is a fact.   Sooo as I am trying to make my point I say,

"What if aliens came down and we told them that our religion believes that a baby boy's genitals must be altered on his eighth day of life, then we cater a party."   (bris or circumcision...look it up)

The aliens would think that we are all crazy!

Whereupon he says,

"Who is to say that aliens are bipods anyway."

wait. what?

That is just sad when conversing with your baby son requires a dictionary.

Cats

Awwwww...look at these adorable kitten bookends that I came across at Goodwill the other day.  

***Aunt Peaches, please stop reading now***

Now I can say awwwww because these kittens aren't real.  A real kitten gives me the heebie jeebies and here is why.  The answer is actually two fold.

1.  Every time I saw a kitten when I was a kid,  my mom (a farm girl) would say, "Aaaarrrrrrggghhh! Don't you dare touch that strange cat, you could get ringworm!"  The dreaded ringworm.  That I DID get by riding my friends horse in shorts.  So there's that.

2.  My brother got a kitten once when we were kids.  It had some sort of disgusting illness that made it have diarrhea and then it died.  (Sorry if you just spit out your cornflakes.)  ringworm maybe?

And that is why this photo grosses me out. Amen.

Boss

 This is the actress Kathleen Robertson that plays Kitty O'Niell on the tv show Boss.  You can catch it On Demand or maybe on Netflix.  I love her smart-girl/naughty secretary look!   The buttoned up hot librarian look is really hot this fall, and since I enjoy dressing like Don Draper's secretary I am alll set.

Now let's talk about Kelsey Grammer's character.  He is soooo scary!!  He plays the fictional mayor of Chicago.  If you get in his way watch out!!!   Does anyone watch television on the television anymore?  It seems like I watch entire seasons On Demand or on my IPad.   I started out watching Breaking Bad on Demand and I was soooo addicted!  Boss is coming in a close second.  As for most of my time I blog for a living so it makes blogging for fun.....well less fun.  Now that my boys are back in school I thought I would have more time, but so far not so much!!