Well, not exactly .... What do you say when a friend calls you and tells you that there are bubbles strangely rising out of her toilet and she doesn't know what to do? Tell her to take a picture, of course! Apparently, whatever was causing has magically repaired itself and the bubbles are now gone. I'm not sure what caused this strange phenomenon, but I have the photographic evidence:
Today I learned that my favorite animal at the National Zoo is no longer with us, dying after complications from surgery. The sloth bear was always fun to watch - he seemed like he was really cool and didn't have a care in the world. He looked so friendly and cuddly, much like the polar bear when he swims up to the glass. Like he and I could have hung out near the bamboo. He would have pointed out the cute female, and I would have commented that yeah, she's hot. We would have shared a laugh and maybe an apple. Okay, I know that he was probably deadly and would rather have had me for dinner than a bunch of fruit, but hey, I have a good imagination.
I realize that there are more important things going on in the world, but just taking a moment to think about a creature that didn't have to worry about the war, taxes, health care, unemployment or any of the other messes this world is in gives me a little solace. I hope he's in a happier place.
Halloween weekend! To the Winchester, then? We started our weekend off early with our second annual Shawn of the Dead party at Allen's house on Thursday night. This year, we had added a pumpkin carving contest - all the pumpkins were so awesome, it was declared a tie! Here are the submissions:
Except for Lara's - her pumpkin was disqualified because she didn't follow the rules.
Saturday, we got up and had a great breakfast, then headed out to Fabbioli Winery. I wasn't impressed with the tasting room. It's located in the basement of the house, and looks like it. But, the wine was really good. In fact, I bought a great dessert wine to keep for Thanksgiving. Yummy!
We then headed over to a park in Leesburg where they were holding a Fall Festival, of sorts, including a corn maize, pumpkin chunkin', pig races and most importantly, corn dogs. First stop - the bounce: sort of like moon bounce, but adults are allowed! The quote of the day took place here: "Who gave you a dollar for doing what?" You had to be there.
The entire group then headed into the corn maize. I have to say - not a big fan. It was my first, and probably the last, corn maize. I mean, what's the point? We were wandering around a big maize and I was tired and hungry. Trust me when I tell you that it was not a pretty picture.
Next we headed to watch the pig races, which was sort of anticlimactic. But, right next door was the corn shoot (with awesome air guns) and <sound cherubs> pumpkin chunkin. Through grenade launchers. Yeah, you read that right. Grenade launchers and pumpkins. It was really awesome! Check out all the pics in the Fall Weekend folder.
All in all, it was a very good weekend. Much appreciation to Nancy and her parents for their hospitality! I got some country air and Louis ran his little legs off. We need to do this sort of thing more often.
Earlier this week, I was listening to "All Things Considered" on NPR, and they were interviewing people that live in a beach community (I don't know where because I was late turning it on). The basis for the story was that living in a seaside community is less stressful. Generally, people enjoy life more, don't worry about as much and live less complicated lives. I'm not sure that is true, but I liked a quote from one of the folks they interviewed, "Breathe more, think less."
I really like this philosophy, and wish I could incorporate it into my every day thinking. You know me, I stress about everything, and think everything to death. I'm starting a yoga class next week, and I'm hoping that helps me relax. For now, I'll just feed this theory into my brain.
In the spirit of thinking stress free thoughts, I'm posting a stress free photo of beautiful Ella. Enjoy, and remember to breathe.
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