Wacky Christmas Figures

Got a good start on my Christmas Shopping this weekend. One fun outing was to the local antique store where they had so much old and weird stuff, you could get lost for hours looking at it all. I asked my friend to lend me $4 so I could buy this plastic baggy of weird little figures, some of which you can see don't even stand up. I'm not even sure what to do with them. For now, they will reside on the kitchen counter, a place where the cats don't really go.

My friend started putting up all his decorations this evening. Next week is Thanksgiving and the weekend after that he is going to be out of town. So far, at my house, I've put up a wreath, and have these little figures on the counter. That's as far as I got.

I Bought A New Car

I had so much fun this weekend. I had a vacation day on Friday, and I test drove cars, I went horse riding, lunch with my boyfriend, a play Friday night. Saturday, he went with me to talk to the salespeople, and he really helped me negotiate a price and car payment I can afford, on the car that I wanted. I think my new car is as cute as a button, and I'm really happy.

Pizza Saturday night, shopping and hanging out on Sunday. What a nice weekend. It's a good feeling knowing I have a nice new reliable car. Now I feel very safe driving to my boyfriend's house, as well as work, and anywhere else I need to go.

Red Barn

The weather was a gift this past weekend. Close to 70 degrees in November? Wow. Everytime I go to and from my friend Mat's house, I see this cool red barn. This particular Sunday afternoon, I was driving by, the top down on my car, and I said to myself, that's it, I will stop to take a picture, and I did. So here you have it, the red barn, with the crooked door and peeling cracked paint sitting in the weeds propped up against a bright blue November sky. I love barns. They're kind of up there with sunflowers for me. This barn, seems to have good bones. It doesn't want to entirely give itself over to decay.

November Sunset

Went for a walk at sunset with my friend . Later on in the evening, he told me that my independence was admirable. I guess I've never thought about it. It's the way I've developed over the years, because of the circumstances of my life. His life story is totally different from mine, yet I see him as a kinder and more loving person than myself. Responsible, yet totally in tune with other people. He puts other people, especially his children, before himself, which is admirable, but at the same time, he needs to learn to be gentle with himself, and take care of himself as well. I've never had a problem putting "me" first, but I wish I was more like my friend.