This will be my 3rd fair this year, and probably the last "fair" for the season. There are one or two fall festivals I plan to hit. Ashfield is a MUST of course.
All week I've been holding Grandma A. close to my heart. It was a year ago on a Friday (9/11) that we laid her body in the cemetary. A nervous pallbearer I was, talking when I shouldn't have, wearing shoes that were a little too big, and I it rained. Fitting weather for a funeral I think. Sigh.
Our lives go on even as we remember those who are no longer with us, and sometimes it's hard living with those left behind. My mother and I are of course barely speaking. I wonder how she is doing, but I have to keep her at arm's length or further or I know she will try to destroy me.
I've lost a couple of pounds this week, maybe. Got the scale working finally, and I'm starting to track myself. It's been harder than I thought it would be to get myself down to the calories I need to be to lose the weight. I suppose the first 10 pounds will be the easiest, and the last 10 pounds will be the hardest, and then there are all the pounds in between. Wish me luck! With Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas I know it won't be easy.
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