Nothing much new to report. No exercise, pineapple cheesecake-esque munchies, meditation to music to calm the anxiety of having both my kids in school. I didn't know I was such a control freak until I had children. I want to know what they are doing, learning, who is talking to them etc. I got roped into helping with fundraising by one of the other mothers. That is what I get for walking my kids to school, if I was in a car she probably never would have caught me

She also wanted me to attend the Parent Advisory committee meetings...

somewhere she must have got the idea I was a joiner? I am not a good conversationalist and I am certainly not an ideas person, I will not be part of the PAC.
Rose-OMG! at the old wrinkly, I'm relieved that visual wasn't permanent and you were able to have a lovely little foal to replace it. What a great moment.
Shad-your dedication to the exercise is fabulous. Nice that you are flush again and can get those bills seen to, bit of a lift of your shoulders there. Hopefully you will not be losing any more people from your job, it sounds like they are in need of a flipping army to sort out their muddles.
Linus-Hope your son is being a kid again and leaving the man exploration to reading or watching sports.
Teel-thank you for the stories about your London travels, it is like being a little bird watching from afar. Hope you are able to stick to your plan this week and that the winds have died down.
Mel-it isn't like you to disappear. I hope it isn't anything serious. Hope you are just busy and too tired to post but are reading. We are thinking of you
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A man and his wife are awakened at 3 o'clock in the morning by a loud pounding on the door. The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push. Not a chance," says the husband, "it is 3 o'clock in the morning!" He slams the door and returns to bed.
Who was that?" asked his wife. Just some drunk guy asking for a push,he answers."Did you help him?" she asks. "No, I did not, it is 3 o'clock in the morning and it is pouring out there!"
"Well, you have a short memory," says his wife. "Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself!"
The man does as he is told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pounding rain. He calls out into the dark, "Hello, are you still there?"
"Yes" comes back the answer.
"Do you still need a push?" calls out the husband.
"Yes, please!" comes the reply from the dark.
"Where are you?" asks the husband.
"Over here on the swing!" replies the drunk.
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Happy Autumn!!
Winter is an etching,
Spring a water colour,
Summer an oil painting and
Autumn a mosaic of them all.
*Stanley Horowitz