I have just had a phone call from some friends/clients who were coming to town for the long weekend and hoped to fit in a massage while they were here. I have not seen them in the four years since they moved (3 hours away) so was looking forward to visiting with them. Their plans have changed due to some ferry being cancelled. Considering the winds and rain we have had, that doesn't really surprise me. And yet, we are pretty far away from Earl....
Yesterday, another friend really wanted to go to Ribfest and wanted me to go with him. I don't care for ribs and the crowds are always horrendous, but I figured we could entertain each other while he stood in line for however long it took to get his ribs. He also promised me a beer. It clouded over and started sprinkling just as he made up his mind which hot smokin' ribs he wanted, but it didn't look too bad. Wrong. Suddenly the sky deluged us with a torrent of rain. There was nowhere to hide. Ribfest is in a large park with lots of grass and... mud. Surprisingly there were still quite a few people who stuck it out and stayed in the queues. Certainly no one stopped bbq'g! Since I didn't fancy sitting at a wet patio with wet clothes we went home and changed. Later he picked me up and bought me dinner. It only seemed fair.
And now, the temperature has dropped considerably. I actually had to wear a jacket last night.
I saw someone raking his leaves yesterday and it made me sad. My balcony was covered in dead leaves and petals that have blown off my petunias and geraniums so I spent the morning sweeping and vacuuming them all up, thinking my friends could use the balcony while we were visiting and getting massaged, well, while one or the other of them was getting massaged. But, just before the phone call I realized it was too cold and windy to sit out there.
But, no worries. The heat will return by Monday. And my place is now spotless and the balcony is swept and redecorated with fall mums... so if you want to come visit, I'll be ready.