A Little Randomness on a Sunday Evening....

I tried being lazy today and, for the most part, it worked.  My heal isn't hurting very much which means I must have been off me feet enough to call it a lazy day.  I need to make an appointment with a podiatrist but it keeps getting moved down the list of things to do.  I did call the health insurance company to make sure I didn't need a referral and found one I would like to try but just haven't made the appointment. 

Good news...Early last week, I looked at and fell in love with a little town home.  AND they allow pets.  On Wednesday, I received the call that, Yes, we did get the town home.  I paid the deposit and signed the lease on Friday.  We can start moving in on November 1st.  It has taken a load off of my mind knowing that when the snow settles into the valley my son won't be driving 30  miles to school.

I have been snackish all day.  I keep telling myself it is okay since I am a little PMS-ish. But I really know it isn't.  I need to do what my mom is doing, she had had to make some simple dietary changes for a bladder issue that I can't seem to spell.  She doesn't drink Coke anymore - she and I have that same addiction- now she drinks bottled or filtered water. And she doesn't each chocolate.  Simple changes and she has lost some weight and is looking pretty good.  While I am the biggest female in my immediate family.  It makes me sad.  But apparently not sad enough to make positive changes. 

For some reason, when I sleep on my back, I have really weird dreams.  Last night was no exception.  At one point I yelled at someone who IRL (in real life) desperately deserves to be put in her place.  Also, lately when I am sleeping deeply and having these random dreams - the last time I was a NASCAR driver who got lost trying to get to the race and drove the race car all around town.  Anyway, whenever I get into the deep, back laying, random dream sleep, I am woken up in the middle of the night by the whistle that says "Grandma fell".  It really doesn't say that but that is what it means. I stumble in half asleep, haul G-ma off the floor and into bed, then try and fail to get back into deep sleep mode.

Good night and I hope your week ahead is a great one.

Enjoying Fall...

After spending Saturday canning peaches and peach pie filling, I needed a completely relaxed Sunday.  Mixer Man and I decided to hike up to some hot springs.  The parking lot at the trail head was completely packed.  We drove in, couldn't find a place to park, and had to maneuver our way out again.  It's a good thing he was driving.  I would have hit a few cars with the truck and not completely by accident.  We decided to ditch the hot springs idea and took a nice drive through the rest of the canyon.



Diamond Fork



The view from one of our stopping points.

 We took a side road that neither of us knew, and found one of the prettiest places I have seen.  We were the only people up there.  Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get a good picture and when we went for a stroll down the dirt road, I left the phone in the truck.  I don't have a good camera, so I have to use the camera on my phone. 

We were up in the mountains for hours.  It was the most relaxed and de-stressed I have been in a long, long time.  Great views, great company, and great weather.

No pets...

I have been looking for places to rent and of course everything I see says No pets.  Not even outdoor pets.  Now it looks like I am going to have to try and find a good home for my 3 year old Sheprador (part Australian Shepard/ part Labrador).  I love my dog and really don't want to give him up.  It makes me sad.

I know a lady with a farm and I may resort to asking her to take him on.  But I feel bad asking her a favor when I haven't made much of an effort to stay in touch with her.  But even if she can't take him she may know someone who can. 

It just makes me so sad.  I know I am not a great pet owner.  We don't play as much as we should. But it breaks my heart to think how he would feel if I just leave him somewhere and never come back to get him.  He loves us so much and I feel like I am failing him in someway if I give him away. 

Not sure what to do....

It's back....

The Cruiser is back and looking good as new. At the grocery store Austin discovered that he couldn't open the passenger side door from the inside. So, I will have to call the shop tomorrow on that but otherwise it feels wonderful to have my car back. It made me smile...

Other things that are making me smile today:


Mike and Molly Season Premiere

And a gift from my son just because, "You do everything for everyone and I thought you would like something."   

"The pink matches your gun.  I thought that was pretty cool." ~Austin

Wednesday Wrap-up

The appropriate title should probably be Random Wednesday but Wrap-up looks better.

I haven't had much time this summer to work on projects. Although, to be honest I am usually far more interested in being outside during the summer so few inside projects get done anyway. BUT I did manage to crochet this Centennial Loop Rug. It is made with a brown and a blue, brown strip yarn. I originally thought I would make it for my bedroom. The one I will have when I move into my own place again. Instead, I gave it to my Mom for her bedroom.

Last week, I did this to my car by over-correcting and hitting a guard rail. No injuries. No other cars. No police repors. Just a little bad luck.

The damage is much worse than it looks. I called the collision repair shop today and the repair costs are just over $3,100 which is just a few hundred dollars less than what I paid for the car. Luckily, I opted for full coverage on the insurance. Unfortunately, I have a $500 deductible but it is better than paying the full cost of the repairs.

After picking my son up from school today we drove around looking for houses/duplexes for rent. We saw a couple but I only called on one. I left the man a message, and told him I didn't have the exact address because it was covered up. He called back and left me a curt message telling me to have the address when I call back. I didn't like his tone so I won't be calling him back. He can keep his stinking duplex.

Fall is here. I love the crispness in the air, the warm days, and cool nights...BUT I am restless. I am not sure why. Just antsy and feeling like I need to get out. Perhaps a drive in the canyon when the leaves really start changing color will help. For now, I have been taking Grandma for walks in her wheelchair. Anyone know how many calories are burned when pushing a wheelchair?