The 3rd house in astrology is associated with writing, conversation, personal thoughts, day-to-day things, siblings and neighbors.
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Indian summer
It was Indian summer here in
Speaking of little kids in Red Sox gear, no kids showed up dressed as players for Halloween tonight. That really surprised me. A Darth Vader, Harry Potter, Batman, a very tiny cowboy, even Death arrived at my door, but no Red Sox players. Shocking. We didn’t get many kids this year, maybe because the Patriots were playing? Unfortunately we have lots of Kit Kats and Butterfingers left over.
After visiting my folks yesterday, I drove down to Amy’s for chaperone duty, fixed up some spaghetti sauce for me and my 17-year-old “charge,” and settled in for an evening of relentless rubber-bone throwing and tugging with Sienna. By benefit of turning the clocks back, I woke up at what was now considered “early.” Since my godson drank the very last drop of milk in the house the night before, I had to go out for my tea (I drink it with milk) to the nearest Starbucks. It was already warm out when I got back and took the dog for a walk. I only brought long-sleeved shirts because, well, it’s almost November! So I put on the short-sleeved t-shirt I slept in last night and then drove down to
Lots of work all of a sudden, but I have tomorrow afternoon set aside for the asado on Fernando’s new parrilla (outdoor barbecue) with Adriana, Sandra and Maddy. That should be fun. I think the weather will be cooler tomorrow, but still nice.