Fill in the Blank Friday

It's Friday and I am tired and have a headache - I hope it is not a sign as to the rest of the weekend.  I am going to bed when this post is done. Well maybe I will.  I took an Alive and if I feel better in a bit I will sew until 2 am as usual.  Why I do that to myself is beyond me.

Holy mopy Batman.

1. My favorite thing to do on Friday is go to Tim Horton's for tea and then set up at Trail's Market. It have to get up a bit earlier than the other days - which I do not like, not one bit, but the rest is all good.

2. This Friday I am looking forward to Saturday so that I can sleep in (at least a little)!

I'm the one with the crazy smile.  In the back of my
boyfriends care, looking for trouble with my much
loved friend Pam. :o)

3. The best thing about a weekend is that it feels like you have endless possibilities and lots of time to waste - the feeling of not having to rush is a treat. I also enjoy the slurpee/Mrs. Vicki's potato chip/watch a movie/late night sewing ritual that CH and I have almost every Saturday night. Woot! I am such a party girl! You would never know that I once was - thank Goodness!

4. Now that summer is almost over, I'm feeling a little jipped. The weather this year was not what we are used to - we did not even put the AC in the window on the main floor.

5. The best thing I did this summer was a we thing rather than an I thing -  we bought a little trailer - but we did not use it as much as I had hoped. There is always next year and I WILL be making plans. :o)

My summer kitchen.  :o)

6. The thing I'm looking forward to about fall is being able to wear more of my wardrobe - I don't have to stick to solid cotton so that my clothes do not stick to me. :o) I guess a small part of me is also looking forward to a more scheduled schedule. A small part.

7. If I had to be stuck in one season for the rest of my life, I would choose autumn...the weather is sunny, but not too hot and I love the colours and the warm rainy smell. The autumn here is amazingly beautiful. It is also my favorite season because it feels like a fresh start. Last year, when Penelope was in grade one, we spent days trying to convince her that March was the third month, not the seventh and that the year started in January rather than September. :o)

This is my neighbourhood from across the Columbia River.

A cup of Teltley, a Blog post, and some drugs and I am feeling better.  Still tired.  Still going to bed earlier, but feeling better.

:o) Tina