Stuff and Nonsense

Drove to school in slight rain this morning, but somehow the windshield wipers sounded like they were sweeping over sandpaper.  It's dark that time of day and part of my trip goes through construction on SR 267.  Even a little rain causes headlights to reflect on the wet pavement and makes visibility difficult around the lane-divider posts...and I sure couldn't see well.  Got to school and heard from another teacher that anyone who parked out in front of the building (which I do) got some kind of stuff all over their cars--some overspray from whatever they were doing on the roof the day before.  Mystery solved!  Now I have to figure out how to get it off my windshield...

Today was one of those days where everything hurt.  Feet hurt, hips hurt, back hurt.  I think my students look at me sideways when I moan and groan.  Had to plan for a sub today because I will be in a curriculum meeting tomorrow at the elementary school.  I don't have to be there until 9:00.  No big rush in the morning!

I actually cooked tonight!  With the weather turning cool, I decided a bowl of chili would taste good, so I made a batch.  I even let the resident dawg lick the pot.  (That is something that Meg and Nate always let her do when they had her, and she gets her nose totally out of joint if a dish goes to the sink before going to the floor, first.)

Made a grocery run to Wal-Mart this evening.  Bought $60 worth of stuff, then came home and remembered the things I forgot.  That will have to be a trip for another day...

Meg has posted some wedding pictures on her website, with the "prettiest flower geel and rain bear" in them.  http://family.mamabeararts.com/photosX.html

We have a freeze watch for tomorrow night.  I need to find the ice scraper for my car and get it in there for the season.  <sigh>  The Covered Bridge Festival and fall foliage gawking starts this weekend in Central Indiana.  The leaves are pretty but certainly not at peak.  Whatever wind we had today brought a lot down--right on the walk in front of my door.  Nowhere else, it seems!  I just hate the notion of raking.  There has to be an easier way!