On the Other Hand, I have Chai and Cashmere...

So, The start of a new week, and a new month, and a new season! As much complaining I do about the cold, I really do enjoy the fall. It's inspiring! It makes me want to knit, and sew, and cook, and really makes me wish I took a Home Ec class.


But today it really is coooooold. There's snow up on the mountains and I'll grant them they're very pretty. I'm at least happy that I don't live anywhere desolate. I like the variety of weather and of the terrain. If Colorado had a beach, it'd be the most perfect place to live. We have mountains and rivers and deserts and lakes and snow and dirt and rocks and trees and animals and 300 days of sunshine. Also we have so many different kinds of people: Cowboys and hippies and yuppies and blue-collar and white-collar. I guess I should count myself among the blessed, restless though I am.


It's amazing to me how different all of my blog posts are! One day I hate my job, and the next I'm excited for snow? Whoa. Those of you who read my blog must be exhausted! And speaking of my job, I'm ok with it. I am still keeping my eyes wide for another oppotunity, but hey, at least I have a job. Again, one among the blessed.


And I'm grateful for my husband! I feel bad for him because I'm not always the most affectionate, but I do love him very much. Adore, even! He really is the epitome of a great husband. He can fix things, and he can cook, and he helps me, and he believes in me, and most importantly he loves me. There's only one other man who rivals Zack for the position of #1 in my life, and that's my dad.

And all of my friends! I only have a handful of close ones, but that's all I need. I wish they all lived closer though.

Something I realized lately is that I have a lot of mother-figures, and I'm so amazed by that. My Mom, Snoopy, Paula, Pam, Oma, and Kathy to name a few. It's great to have so many different spouts of advice available to me.

I'm not rich and I wasn't brought up rich and now that I'm grown I wouldn't have it any other way. It doesn't matter. Going through school I was always intimidated by the rich girls who were so shiny I could see my reflection most days. I don't know how they're all doing or where they all are, but I hope the glitter took them where they wanted to be. I know that I'm almost where I want to be.