We truly are having a lovely fall. It has been years since we've had fall. Usually we just go from 90 degrees to 20 overnight. Sandals to wool socks in one fell swoop. We've had an entire month of days where you wear a jacket and socks in the morning and by the afternoon, you're in sandals and short sleeved shirts, only to get the sweatpants out as the sun goes down. It's gorgeous. Layering for running on Saturday morning. I got to "lead" the 5K group since our trainer was gone. It was a great run! And I had NO intentions of going to the Halloween Dance on Saturday night, but Cowgirl told me she needed "backup" since she was taking all three of the Munchkins. Teenage Angst would not deign to go to such a thing. No way. No how. Hahaha! So, while I was napping on Saturday, I came up with the idea to be Julia Child. Look at me! I rock Julia Child, no? Cowgirl was a hooker? Ala Pretty Woman, or something.
The whole gang. Munchkin Number One was a "Vampire Princess." Munchkin Number Two ended up being a dragon. It was a potshot whether or not calling her a dragon or a dinosaur was going to send her over the edge into tears. In fact, by the end of the night, when she was standing in front of me, sobbing so hard that she couldn't tell me what was wrong, we KNEW it was time to go. That girl was TIRED. Munchkin Number Three was a cute little lion.
I'm not quite sure what's going on with my cats. I'm wondering if something is wrong with Kiki - my eldest. I know that she's pretty much blind. But Dax and she have never been good at sharing space. And here they are, within inches of one another on Sunday afternoon. I wonder if he's protecting her? I don't think she's ill, but he's been awfully close to her physically lately.
The fall colors are coming and going quite quickly. I think last weekend was the peak for color, and I missed it.
In other news, I did something horrid to my right foot on Saturday during running club. When I got home, I had this twinge on the outside of my ankle that kind of shot down into my heel. I'm sure it didn't help that I wore four inch heels on Saturday night. But by Sunday morning, I was limping like crazy. Our coach instructed me to lay off the running until at least Tuesday. You all know how well THAT went over. And I iced it like crazy last night and now this morning, it's even worse. It feels more like I pulled my achilles tendon. It's all in the back and then down into my heel. HELP ME, INTERNET!