Remember these babies? Homemade felted slippers by my mom. Happy Feet, indeed! It's getting cold around these parts at night. I had the windows wide open with five blankets on last night! Sooooo snuggly. My favorite kind of sleeping weather.
My trip to the dentist was not all butterflies and rainbows, I tell ya. It was awful. Pure horribleness. My dentist has the misfortune of having me as his patient, but he's nice to me anyway. I am immune to normal doses of novocaine. He gives me enough for an elephant and even that doesn't work sometimes. Here's how it all went down. Shot, shot, shot. Drill. Squeals from me in the chair. Shot, shot, shot. Drill. Me, coming off the chair exorcist style. Shot, shot, shot. Then he says, "Kate. I'm just going to go for it. Won't be but a minute." BAM. Holy god. My body was as tense as a board. I have fingernail marks on my palms. Talk about a work out. But it's over and I was exhausted the rest of the day. I finally felt like I could eat something around 4 p.m. and I was STARVING! Imagine me trying to squish tiny bits of beef stew into my offended mouth, drooling all over myself and making a horrible mess. That was the funny part.
The not so funny part is that it costs me $500 for a crown. And sadly, I have been saving for two other teeth that we thought would need it first. They will need it soon. Have I mentioned how much I hate money? The last check of the month pays the rent, my car payment, my medicine and a few groceries. I seriously have $30 left after making a $200 payment to my dentist. Sigh. And I want new running shoes. And it's getting cold and what do people run in when it's cold? I haven't figured that out yet. All those so-called performance wear shirts are over $50. Running tights aren't far behind. I'd like some suggestions from the peanut gallery on how to layer for winter running. 'Cause it's coming fast and I'm afraid my yoga pants aren't going to cut it much longer.
The Crazy set in about 8 p.m. last night, so I put my shoes on, intent on a walk. The air was so crisp, the moon was shining, and I walked. And walked. And then, well, I couldn't help it. I broke into a jog. It was a mistake. But a block later, I tried again. Why do I DO that?! WHY?! Sigh. So, I limped home and iced it for about an hour and strangely, it doesn't even hurt this morning, like it has past mornings. What?!
Here's how I ripen my tomatoes off the vine. In a shoe box.
And the fruit bowl looks mighty yummy, wouldn't you say?! I've got one more butternut squash on the vine and I will take care of the parsnips and lima beans this weekend. Then the garden is truly done.
And I'm slowly sorting through the cherry tomatoes. The green ones, I will turn into relish. The red ones, I will EAT. Winter is here. Socks are no longer optional and the garden has gone to sleep.
