peacoat perhaps

It's kind of fun to dress for the cooler weather. My usual morning routine is throwing on some casual clothes for dog walking. I do want to be somewhat put together because of the public nature of the building's main floor, and be weather-wise as well. All summer I've needed to choose tops and bottoms according to the temperature, plus shoes, shades and maybe a hat depending on my bed head hair. Today it was so easy because I knew I'd have to wear a jacket and gloves---no "outfit" required!

Tomorrow I might just go in my pajama top,sweats and jacket! I love my Lands End collection of jackets. I almost donated my green all-weather jacket last week during junkapalooza. Good thing I didn't because it was perfect for the 43 degree weather this AM.


Quote from "Warning" written by Jenny Joseph:


"When I am an old woman...I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter."


smile!

powerful palette

There was a sample of every shade of orange this morning in the east as the sun rose. As many of you know my bedroom window faces east (as well as the living area, and master bath), and I love to keep the shade up to enjoy the night sky and the early morning light. It was spectacular! The color was so intense it seemed unnatural, yet there is was---on the horizon.

I've pondered some works of art that are colorful and thought it must be artistic license that allows a landscape to be so saturated with color. And photographs, with all the technology to alter the image, are often dismissed as "photoshopped."

The universe reminded me about how immense and wonderful it is, and how 10 minutes at sunrise can be inspirational.


Quote from Robert Browning;

"If you get simple beauty and nought else, You get the about the best thing God invents,"


take care

plotting a path

Little by little, year after year, very subtly, Patrick has tried to coax me into a sports-centric life. We have enjoyed pro, semi-pro and college games together, and have had tickets to some great events. It's been great fun, however I am puzzled at how I became this unlikely sporting event attendee. I am curious as to how many events we have attended over the years, and then triple or quadruple that number for Patrick's sports attendance.

Is there something to which I could be so dedicated? What kind of entertainment budget division should there be for spouses and different tickets for different venues of entertainment?

My lack of enthusiasm was clear the other night when Patrick asked me if I wanted to go to the Notre Dame game with him. Another ticket became available and his friends offered it up. Now, remembering that one of my favorite movies is "Rudy," I had no desire to go to Indiana. It could also be that the friends he's going with have no attraction for me. For whatever reason, it is clear that I am not a sports fan.

Is that a bad thing?

Quote from Florence Shinn;

"The game of life is the game of boomerangs. Our thoughts, words, and deeds return to us-sooner or later-with astounding accuracy."


take care

packrat

My friend Mary sums it up in one word--junkapalooza. She was referring to an acquaintance of ours and some business venture, but it clearly defines my work right now.

I have to reduce the amount of items in the storage area we own in the basement of our building. The reason I need to do this is because I spilled items over into the next locker. The management company did a little inventory and is making all the rule breakers clean it up and out by October 15. Hence my work now, because I'll be gone for much of next month.

I'm planning on a nice big donation to St. Vincent's and a nice big bin of things for Aly to go through when she comes home for Christmas.

Viva Junkapalooza!

pedometer

I'm really curious as to how many miles I've walked today.

The dog and I walked all around the neighborhood this afternoon, west of our building. I like looking at the old houses. I wonder about who lived in them, about the extended families that shared the the large homes. Then there's the Turnblad shack---aka Swedish Institute---that is utterly fascinating. How must it have been to live in those places in the early 1900's? And watch the construction of the building I live in!

Yesterday I heard someone on the street by the hotel ask their friend if the Midtown building was still a warehouse! Kind of...we're a little "warehoused" in here!

In addition to walking outdoors in this fantastic weather, I've been down to the storage area 3 times today dealing with my overflow of stuff. Back and forth, back and forth with wagon loads of items to deal with.

That's one of the reasons I'm blogging right now. A good excuse to ignore the pile of crap in my living area!

Time to eat the frog. (k!)


Quote of the day, a Finnish proverb;

" Happiness is a place between too little and too much."


I may have posted that one before, it's one of my favorites.

preposterous price

Even though we live in a loft with limited square footage, we need more furniture. It's a matter of seating---where to put visitor's behinds! Pulling up a dining chair didn't work, often someone would end up sitting on the little footstool. A new chair, or pair, was a needed addition to the living area. Patrick and I went shopping and found a pair that will work very well---I hope-- in our little seating area.

Our search for a nice, comfortable, smallish chair was a "death march" like my husband would say. The styles, fabric and size of chairs were very limited in the big box stores. Most chairs were big. Very big with a big ottoman. Nicer sizes and choices at Macy's. However the prices were big. Very big. I had to look twice at a price tag on a chair that said $6750. I can't understand what constitutes that high price. Unless it tones, tightens and rids your backside of cellulite while you are seated. Perhaps I should have inquired.

Quote of the day from Washington Irving;

"A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles."

Have a great day!

pesky papers

By george I think I've got it!

The office/computer area has been rearranged to allow access to all the necessary implements yet is hidden from constant view. The paper I need to get my hands on is neatly arranged, and my "stacks" of items I need to keep are tucked away in the drawer!

The open living in a loft is fantastic if you are very meticulous about the clutter. My neighbor's loft is so "together." Mine feels a bit "apart!" I like my little decorative items and it has been hard for me to give up my collections. However it makes the environment very busy. Everywhere the eyes travel there is something ---especially when there are lots of bookshelves like in our place. Busy. It's very busy.

The computer camouflage has made the living area calmer. I'm pleased that I had some help from Patrick before he left on his Louisville flight. Thanks honey! Now the only thing left is to get another piece of furniture for the living room.

And I have some Aly art from her show this summer to hang on the wall. I'd better get the ladder!


Quote of the day from Louise Heath Leber;

" There's always room for improvement - it's the biggest rom in the house."

have a good week.