It’s nice and cool in Spokane–fall is definitely in the air. It’s time to put on a pot of bean soup, and I’ve even thought of lighting the fireplace. Like my mother, I am fond of a nice, crackling fire–one of the dozen-million things I love about this time of year.
Plans for today are pretty ordinary. I plan to finish Chapter 2 of “A McKettrick Christmas,” get a haircut, and ride April around the property. Although I’ve been extremely lucky at the casino lately, I’m a little burned out on that. I want to enjoy the scenery.
I love my hairdresser, Lisa, but I am notorious for waiting too long to get a trim and a touch-up. I simply HATE sitting in that chair. Unless I’m headlong into a book, I’m no sitter. I have to be moving. In fact, my family and staff always have to remind me to sit down and eat, instead of standing at the kitchen counter or walking around gnawing on something. On the other hand, once my hair is back in control–I have a lot of it, and it has a mind of its own–I feel so much better.
Have a good weekend. I’ll be back on Monday.