270/365 Autumn in my mind

It means Halloween, Thanksgiving, roasted chestnuts, apple cider and my birthday. According to the calendar it should be here, but I know we'll have to wait a while to feel it. I DID spend my afternoon with the sounds of crunching bones, sportscasters and beer commercials. I DID resist a strong temptation to stock up on Brach's candy-corn-dominated autumn mix while it is good and fresh in the store. I paused my podcast today when my morning run included an interlude of crunching leaves beneath my Nikes. But I'd be fooling myself to believe it was here. Half a block from home I was drenched, more from the humidity than from my own efforts. The pool water still hovers near 80 degrees unassisted, and the a/c unit cranks on regular cycles. Open window, light jacket, convertible-top-down-at-high-noon season is yet to come.

183/365 Aloha and Welcome to New Yawk

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Doing our best to salvage some fun this summer, we're planning a couple of excursions. Driving to NY and taking in a couple of shows and some family visitation with a much-needed stop with the BJNR crew in the Richmond Area, and then a play-work-play trip to the island state of Hawaii. Summer 2009 will not be known as the summer of Shands and surgery. It will be the summer of family fun and travel!

166/365 Same Old, Same Old...

For Hansel and Gretel, anyhow. Lined up at the pantry for AM Cat Treats. For us today it's back to Shands for staple removal (goodbye head bling) and a CT scan. The teen starts camp today at Theater Jax, our home away from home these last months. An evening grill and splash with the in-laws is on deck for later today, then hopefully we'll get in our Bucks n' back stroll after sunset.

116/365 April 26th!!!!

The kid from New York sometimes has to stop and pinch herself. It's April 26th. School isn't over. Smith's Point and Jones Beach aren't even thinking about opening. But today I went for a run under a canopy of live oak and palm trees, then spent the 81 degree afternoon floating and lounging. The greatest times of my childhood were squished into two short months in every year of my youth. Now, as a grown-up kid, it's summertime mostly all the time.