Last week I was convinced that fall had begun because we had some delightfully cool days -- as in, days when the high was less than 90. Here in Atlanta, any summer day where the high is less than 90 is unusual. This week, however, we are back to highs around 90.
Fall is coming, though. I've seen the leaves already falling. I love fall.
Michael and I went to what I refer to as "the big Kroger" in Tucker yesterday, and although I looked and looked, the new Georgia Backroads magazine was not on the shelf. I had gotten my subscription copy so I was hopeful. I will keep checking. Next time I may just call. We needed groceries anyway, though.
There's not much news to report but here is what I can share.
We are still trying to get Michael registered for college. The school didn't get his transcript until late and so he couldn't register for full-term fall classes. I am trying to work with the school to get things taken care of but it's a big school and a frustrating process. Every time I call I am on hold 15-30 minutes before I get a human and then Michael has to give them permission to talk to me because of the privacy laws. I called this morning and talked to someone who is going to try and get things going. He can go to a "half term" which starts in October and take a couple of classes, as soon as the registration and orientation is done.
Michael has almost finished reading an entire book! He has never been interested in reading on his own, despite the fact that the entire family reads, all the time. I used to read to him and we read the entire Harry Potter series, the Lightning Thief series, etc. However, he is nearly finished with Warbound, by Larry Correia. It's the third book in the series and he is upset there are no more in that particular series. Larry Correia is a prolific writer, though, and I ordered him the first book in the Monster Hunter series. Lots of fantasy elements. Lots of action. I've read a number of the books even though they are not really what I prefer. Correia is a great storyteller. My brother has known him for years.
I just finished a terrific book called The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield. Great read. Before that I read The Winter Garden, by Kristin Hannah.
I am working part time for a small publisher here in Atlanta, from home, and it may become a full-time position, or close to it. Fingers crossed.
Lola goes for a bath tomorrow. She gets nervous in the car, so it works best if I sit in the back seat with her and cuddle her while Michael drives. We tried bathing her once ourselves but that didn't work out so well..
Last week I went to Publix and was trying to buy a bag of spinach, and these two moms were standing there talking and talking, blocking all the greens with their buggies. I waited. Waited some more. They wouldn't move. Finally, I just said "Excuse me" and I reached for the bag of spinach. Yuppie Mom looked daggers at me and finally inched over a bit. I grabbed the first bag I saw. It looked like spinach. I get home and a few days later I grabbed the bag to throw the spinach in the skillet and saute it in some olive oil and --- WHAT IS THIS CRAZY LOOKING SPINACH!? I was horrified. It was some kind of mutant spinach with a serrated edged leaf. Looked like something that grows by the road. I was so ticked. I finally thought to look at the bag. "A mixture of spinach and kale." Written in English and French. Like lots of French people shop at Publix in Chamblee Georgia.
UGH. I don't like kale.I know that's a controversial statement, but it's true. I've tried it every which way but the fact remains, it's not tasty to me.
I have seen so many butterflies recently. The other day I saw this beautiful blue one on my neighbor's fragrant shrub. Lola is oblivious to butterflies. Squirrels are a source of endless fascination, however.
I am focusing on butterflies now. Centering. Calming. Wait, I think I see kale growing by the roadside. Drat...