It's still technically summer but Jason and I are already planning Halloween activities. The leaves are starting to change. Ahhh. I love it! It's hot today. We're doing yard work that we've ignored long enough. The garage needed cleaning and the gutters need all the leaves pulled out of them. Time to start shopping for decorations. Z is going to be a bat this year. She loves the little bat above the door, so why not. I'll dig out my witch costume. I think I could probably use the wig and be Mrs. Bates (Norman's mom), but I feel it would be lost on some. Actually, if I was Norman AS his mom, that might work. I'd LOVE to talk Jason into that, but there's not chance in hell. He loves Halloween, but hates dressing up. Maybe Dustin since he'll be here!!
Z is currently chowing down on Chobani yogurt and saying, "mmmm! yumm...mmmm" What a dairy queen.
I tried to converse with the neighbor across the street today as he was about 5 yards from me. "Wow, your trees look pretty! The leaves look like roses in your tree. Bright red." No response. He didn't even look up at me. Even when Z said hello to him. Nothing. I know he's not deaf. Hmmm. Shy or rude? I'm going to go with FIERCELY shy to retain my faith in him. One day he'll look up and smile.
BTW, I'm now listening to a new book, Find Me by Rosie O'Donnell. Whether you like her or not, it's a fascinating story. It's about a young girl she helped out and the events that occurred. It's sort of a mystery and everything isn't spelled out quite yet. I'll let you know the final outcome. Here's a review:
From Publishers Weekly
One day, TV talk show host O'Donnell (Kids Are Punny), aka Rosie,
impulsively left a phone message for a pregnant, 14-year-old girl, whose
tragic story of rape she had learned about at the New Jersey adoption
agency she funds. Within days, the girl, Stacie, called back. Rosie
introduced herself and offered to help the girl in any way she could.
"And as I said those words, it was like a shell breaking open or a bird
coming out," writes O'Donnell. "I said hello and a crack came, and we
all fell in, straight into looking-glass land." What follows is an
enormously powerful story about the mystery of identity, about how
forces strong enough to shatter one person can make another shine like a
diamond. Rosie chronicles her increasingly obsessive phone and e-mail
relationship with a poor, broken kid who comes to show her that beneath
her gifts of humor, fame, money and even love, she is still the child
who lost her mother and is calling out to her. But what makes this brief
book extraordinary by any standard is that it captures the way a core
self, a true I, can appear in the midst of the most broken life. In the
kind of lean, clean, witty prose that comes only with complete honesty,
Rosie imparts some unexpected truths. Readers will come away persuaded
that the road of obsessiveness can sometimes lead to the palace of
wisdom, that faith and grace are real. Those who declare this merely a
sexual "coming-out" story (there are passing references to dating a
woman and to Rosie's partner, Kelli) need a heart and brain transplant.
Here, Rosie offers us an unsentimental and utterly real tale about the
power of love.
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