Thursday, October 18, 2007


I'm up late tonight and decided to update my blog. I just wrote a long post and somehow lost it. I thought Blogger somehow saved it automatically, but then again I don't really know what I'm doing half the time. :) Perhaps it will reappear some day soon. For now, these few sentences will have to do. I give up and I'm going to bed. Tomorrow is another day. Betty

Up Late...

Forget what I just posted about losing what I wrote...I found it! Miracles do happen. Here's my nice long post for your reading enjoyment:

Can you tell? I'm up late tonight and decided to find my blog and write. It's been so long I couldn't remember my password. Good thing I keep a little box full of index cards on the desk with all my passwords neatly filed. I'm the most unorganized person in the world, but I can't live without passwords and had to find a system that would work for me.

My mind went completely blank a few weeks ago. I pulled up to the ATM machine and couldn't remember my password. I've had the same password for years. Fortunately, I sometimes send my son to the bank to get money for me, so I called him on my cell phone and asked him for the password. See why I worry?

I've been so good this week. I've walked every day. Today I walked almost four miles. Of course, I'm doing this inside the mall. Will it ever cool off here??? Right now it's after 11 at night and it's 81 degrees.

I'm hoping to drag my husband on a 10K walk on Saturday, but only if there's a break in the heat. It doesn't seem like fall at all. I really miss seeing the leaves turn pretty colors. I used to take it for granted when I lived in NJ, Virginia, and Oklahoma. The leaves here just shrivel up, turn brown, and fall to the ground.

I decorated the front porch with fake fall leaves and fake pumpkins. I gave up on real pumpkins years ago. They rot too quickly. When winter comes I'll decorate with fake snow. I enjoy sprinkling the fake stuff all over the porch. I fill buckets with styrofoam snow balls, prop up a sled, hang ice skates, and lean a snow shovel up against a wall. I probably have the only snow shovel in town. We brought it with us when we moved here in 1990.

Of course, Christmas Eve 2004 was one we'll never forget. It snowed! They said it was the first time it snowed in Houston on Christmas Eve in over 100 years. I believe it. We've lived here for all but two years since 1981 and all we've ever seen were a few flurries once or twice. It was quite a sight. Here's our house on Christmas Eve in the middle of the "blizzard."